Guilt-Ridden

I've been out of it all evening. 

Me: I feel dopey.
Hubs: Why?
Me: I don’t know. I just do.
Hubs: Why would you feel guilty?
Me: What? I said I feel dopey.
Hubs: Oh. That makes more sense.
Me: But I am guilty.
Hubs: Of what?
Me: OF BEING AWESOME.