I just want my bed

I couldn't do anything right today... Well that's a lie. I had a productive meeting this morning and I made someone laugh and I spent the evening celebrating the health of a friend... But I really couldn't catch a break today. I fastened my hospital gown incorrectly, but had a helpful, motherly x-ray tech fix it. I got chewed out by someone who still felt badly over something I didn't say and I still can't figure out why I want something that's so counterintuitive. Why do I care so much about something that has passed? Something that I need to let go... I want to be angry or mutually smitten, but an equal amount wants to move on...How do I not stew or pine or gripe? I need my bed.