or maybe, Why did I get up this morning?
or, Could my day get any worse?
I should have never gotten up this morning. From the moment I found out my toothpaste made it to Fresno in my sister's boyfriend's travel bag by accident after their visit, I knew it was going to be a rotten day. And so far, it has been. Let's see, after I find out I'm toothpasteless and scrounge to find some for the morning, I started to put on my shoes to have my dog projectile vomit all over my clothes. Great! I had to go change, in which I need to do laundry, so I had to scrounge to find clothes to wear to work. Off to an excellent start!
My 9am meeting that was only supposed to be 30 minutes turned into an hour and 30 minutes. During this extra 60 minutes the visitor that the meeting was with decided it would be a great idea to add about 2 weeks of solid work onto my already full plate. Towards the end of the meeting, I had to hold back tears. Overwhelmed much?
It's 2pm now, the day has leveled out. But now, before going to a friends house for dinner, time that I was going to utilize to work on a project now must be spend buying toothpaste. I'm afraid the sky is going to fall on my head if I'm out too for too long.
Or maybe I'll end up spilling something all over myself. Oh, wait, I already do that all the time.