I am awake through no fault of my own. This morning while Barb was in the shower, one of the pets knocked over my toolbox with a loud crashy-bangy noise, and I had to go pick everything up. Then since I was awake and Barb was pissed off about anything and everything, she proceeded to yell at me. Barb in a bad mood is not pleasant. I suppose there's a "duh" factor there, but it was unpleasant enough that I couldn't get back to sleep.
I'm pretty sure it is primed by my not having a job. Or more specifically, enough income. --- Another recruiter call today. Not a good fit, but more calls this week than in prior weeks. Good sign. --- Shooting tonight. Insufficient planning. Not my fault. Barb will be there. If she isn't in a better mood, it will not be a good night.