Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day

The morning began with a stained pillowcase, thanks to my newly-dyed, too-red hair. Rather than try to get the stains out, I threw the pillowcase away. The newly-dyed hair didn't take to styling well.
I could tell it was going to be a Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day.
L.E. had a dentist appointment. My worst nightmare came true: she inherited my horrible teeth. She needs to have her bottom molars capped which means she'll be under anesthesia. Go ahead and judge. It's not like she ate jelly beans and M&Ms every night. Just when she needed bribing. Besides, you can't make me feel any worse than I already do. It's a Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day.
Then, work got insane. Which job, you ask? ALL OF THEM! I have awards submissions due for the architecture firm and collateral to get done within the next two weeks for the chocolate company. I can't explain how many times I've said, "It's handled!" ala Olive Pope today.
I can't get emails or phone calls returned. I can't run Photoshop and Illustrator at the same time.
It was a Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day.
I have bug bites on the underside of my boobs. Underboobs?
The A/C in my car broke. The van has been 50/50 on running at all. Dr. T is crabby.
My underboobs are itchy.
My too-red hair looks bad pulled up. My new glasses seem too big. My makeup is too pink.
It was a Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day.
I just wanted to come home and have a glass of wine. My insulated wine sippy cup has a leak. Yes, I have other glasses but that's beside the point.
It was a Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day.
But tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow is always better.
Even in Australia.
Right?

1 comment:

  1. Hope your week has gone better! Keep your head up and remember, it could always get worse! ;-)

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