The moon was hanging low...

My mom works for an assisted living home for elderly folks and each month at this time she tells us how crazy it is at work-- everyone seems grumpier, or just a little bit more "off" than normal. My dad, a school bus driver, tells us how unruly the kids on his bus are. This morning I woke up with a whomping headache, thinking if I was going get that kind of pain, at least I should have gotten to have something yummy to drink the night before to earn it. (I had a glass of water!)

All seemed explained when I was lying in bed a few minutes ago, and found myself staring at the moon. Aha! It is just beginning to wane after being full last night.

I imagined I heard howling in the distance, and an old man's voice saying, "Stay off the moors"...

P.S. You get extra points if you know what movie that quote came from ;)