Yesterday was . . . hellacious. I think that's a word. Like, one of those days that makes you want to scream obscenities into a pillow. OK, I've never actually thought that works, but as a Counselor-in-training I guess that's a technique I'd imagine I'll be employing in future therapy sessions. I digress. Yesterday every single mole hill I've ever come across in the biz was turned into a mountain. Why? I blame incompetence and ignorance. That sounds harsh, but it's actually just a fair assessment. Instead of being the super mega B that I could have become, I chose to focus my energy on what was right. Here's what I came up with:
1. In four days (now THREE, hellsyes) my fiance will be home.
2. After a brief pump-up conversation with my Pops, I remembered that we're tight and I'm a lucky daughter.
3. I got a $32 check from working at the coffee shop. I'm just ROLLING in monayyyy!
4. I have a friend coming into town tomorrow (tonight) and I'm having people over for some roast beef (mmmm), tomato/artichoke deliciousness and mashed potatoes . . . and wine, lots and lots of wine.
5. At the post office I had a Doc Martin siting. I could spot that yellow stitching a mile away. There's just nothing like the fine leathered detail of a good DM loafer. I even snagged a picture for proof:
It's amazing what can make a sour day sweet.
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