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my day sucked

My day has sucked eggs. I've been crazy busy, and I have pretty much expended all my energy on writing epistles, epics, and edicts for my client. Well, not literally- they were actually emails, reports, and work orders. But you get the idea. I've used up all my words, I think. Don't get me wrong, I love my client and my work. LOVE them! I just happened to have a sour mood today, and that went along with a crap day in general and rather than shake it off and just be happy I decided to take a big ol' wallow in misery, and then go for a swim in the pity pot afterwards.

Sometimes there's just something absolutely decadent about deliberately choosing to be bitter and wretched and disconsolate. It almost feels like being a spoiled rich kid or a super model, except without the paid staff who have to stand around and take the crap you dish out. Lucky for the world in general I worked at home today, and so no one actually saw me give my computer the finger a half-dozen times and then dramatically fling myself across the floor and begin to kick and scream and thrash about, all while pondering the mysteries of a file I had a hard time locating, a website that refused to load at any speed close to reasonable, and a fax machine that insisted on jamming everytime I tried to print a transmission report. Minor things, really. And those are the best kinds of things to go ape-shit about, aren't they?

Early this afternoon I decided that tonight I would sit in my favorite chair, watch The Birdcage with Robin Williams and Nathan Lane on DVD, and work on my felted bag from my Secret Pal. I revisted that decision later in the afternoon and determined that what I really needed was a manicure and pedicure to make me feel better. Around 5:45 I headed out to get that renovation project underway, but it seems like everyone else had that same idea too, since none of the 35 nail salons in my neighborhood could get me in before 7:30pm. I decided to take my woeful self shopping instead, and I got some random stuff to take the edge off my day, including (but not limited to) some flavored coffees, a new coffee cup, and some sugar-free chocolate covered almonds at Trader Joe's.

I did have my knitting in the car with me (I never leave home with out it and a good book, don't ya know), and I thought about taking my needles for a drink after I finished shopping, but the more I thought about that the less appealing it sounded. I wanted to sit in peace and have a nice little visit with my good friend Jack Daniels, but I figured it being Friday and all, the bars would be crowded and I'd have to have a number of conversations with people that are amazed at the whole knitting thing. "Is that knitting or crocheting?" "How long have you been knitting?" "Did you know that knitting is really making a comeback?" "How long does it take you to knit something?" "How much does a ball of yarn cost?" If you have knitted in public then you know all the questions. Normally I am positively thrilled to discuss knitting, or anything else for that matter, with anyone anywhere anytime. I think I am addicted to the sound of my own voice. Today though I just couldn't do it, and rather than have people whispering warnings to "stay away from the bitch-woman-from-hell at the end of the bar with the pointy sticks that would just as soon poke your eyes out with them as to talk to you," I decided to just come on home and have a cup of my new decaf creme brulee coffee in my new coffee cup.

My crap day got even crappier at that point. The coffee didn't work out as well as I had hoped. I somehow managed to jam the coffee pot under the drip thingie so that it blocked that flange thingie that lets you pour a cup of coffee while it is still brewing. The filter thing backed up and flooded the counter top with coffee. Thank god I only made 4 cups. I would be mopping up coffee till next Tuesday if I had decided to make a full pot.

On that note i am going to take my sad and pitiful self to bed now. Hopefully when I awake I will be tanned, rested, and ready to take on the world. I am going to the beach tomorrow, so if I am not all those things first thing in the morning, I can certainly work on them once I get to Santa Cruz.

posted by KackieC @ 12:02 AM