ever had that kind of day where, you're exhausted b/c some kind of bug kept biting you the previous night and you couldn't figure out what it was but have welts to prove you're not crazy but still couldn't find the source of said annoyance and then become paranoid to turn out lights to have insect/bug/unidentified critter come back to bite...and putting your contacts in the next morning resulted in tears and frustration and a feeling like you scratched the crap outta your eyeball and now it hurts hurts hurts and your indigestion is just *off* (that's all i'll say about that) and your one and only mug you keep at work falls so slowly out of your hand and crashes into a million pieces on the floor when the only thing you really wanted right then was a hot cup of tea to set you right and you are running so late as it is you feel a sense of erraticness starting to come over you as you realize you have people waiting to meet with you and you are not set up and ready to teach your classes that day and you feel a wee bit overwhelmed as it is by huge art show you are putting on at your school where you teach and trying to get ready for the show you are selling your wares at on saturday, because, yes, you own a small business too, and come to find out the paper you needed to print your business cards, because again, yes, you haven't had time to actually get real business cards even though you are a year into business, so are still printing them out at home and cutting them on a paper cutter, well the paper you have gotten from the mr. is the wrong paper, but only have one night to print some before the show so simply must print on them and bite tongue...
but. do i crawl into my hole and shrivel up and cry cry cry & have a sappy jenifer meltdown (like i want to)? no. no. no. not me! i rally, i get back on that pony and continue to print on bad paper with one good eye and sore welts and drink my ginger tea to soothe my belly and decide to move to lovely tropical island soon.
yep, i had that kinda day yesterday.
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