Thursday, January 25, 2007

24 Hours and Counting~

Today is going to be less than par.

Before the strike of 9 am and I've already been visited by the Pissed Off & Angry Fairy (I wonder what her dress looks like!). Now I have 15 hours left to what I can only assume is going to be a very bad day. I'm considerably late for work and that's before I discover my windshield is completely frosted with what has got to been seventy five inches of ice, and the dense fog has settled in again this morning matching the insides of my now severely shriveled up cold cold heart.

I guess that little fairy--evil bitch--did a little pit stop at work too. Before I even walk in the front door I can hear Jackie screaming and crying and whoa, that little girl's got some pipes. The life and times of a preschooler with some serious wardrobe hits, misses, and malfunctions. And the hits just keep on coming as Nate informes me he's pooped in the bathtub! His little 3-year old brain apparently can only focus on one thing at a time, unfortunately for me his focus was watching 'Handy Manny' and not on controlling his bowels.
Alright universe, I get it-- Today we'll all be miserable together.

Like I said, less than par.

I could cowboy up, put on my happy face and play the hand I've been dealt. Make the day better for us all, or at least go down fighting. But you know, my morning started out so well... good coffee, hot shower, pretty amazing hair day amd then poof!!-- I forgot my coffee at home, my hair went flat, and the rest is history. And now it's too late, I don't really feel like cowboying anything, I'm pretty sure it wouldn't even help.

I just want to go back to bed. I want to finish this day, go home and get some sleep. Oh, but no--tonight is Thursday which means Grey's Anatomy which means dinner with friends. Yay. I don't want to do dinner, I don't want to converse. I don't want to be polite. I will however grit my teeth and bear it, only because I've decided tonight is the night we will also bury it. Once E moves out, *thursdaynightdinner* is officially dead and gone.

I've almost made it to 11:00.

I've only got 13 more hours to survive.

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