On edge

At work today, and for some part of the weekend I've been on edge. It's like I'm on high-alert, full of piss and full of vinegar. Every little annoyance that I would normally shrug off at work is becoming a mountain of anger and hate. I'm irritated over minor things from my house, like the fact that my ethernet cable can not be plugged in at the same time that my door is closed. Internet or privacy, just like the days of using my family's computer as a teenager.

I'm a private person, and any assault to that privacy is an affront to me in general. I'm annoyed at work because one of my coworkers insists on annoying me with minor jobs he thinks I ought to do. Since he is not my boss, I don't mind finding out things that I should look at from him, but his view that when he brings something to my attention it should automatically become top-priority is at best idiotic, controlling and single-minded, and at worst the kind of thing a developmentally disabled toddler might do regarding special things they show their parents.

So, when he had the gall to, only an hour after mentioning this problem, ask me if I had completed it yet, (I had dealt with it already,) I decided not to talk to him for the rest of the day, and maybe all day tomorrow as well. I don't need to deal with nearly retired bullies.

I want to deal with myself though. Obviously I'm being belligerent, irritable and stupid. But why?