Woke up in the middle of the night thinking about work? Check.
Oodles of catalog changes to the few sections I've completed? Check.
Box of mock-ups from the printer late and dented? Check.
Wrong products given on the mock-ups for tomorrow's meeting? Check.
Diecut machine guys calling and giving me a mini-heart attack? Check
Getting a cheap-o lip balm instead of the coveted Urban Decay lipstick in my Ipsy bag this month? Check.
Having my bag not be here today and my tracking number still not working? Check.
Ipod crapping out? Check.
Ipod refusing to restore? Check.
Finding out I gained back the measly pounds I lost a couple weeks ago? Check.
Caught in a monsoon immediately after walking outside and it stopping a few minutes after getting into my car? Check.
Tried a new cleanser that makes my skin feel greasy and smells like cleaning solution? Check.
Landlord out of town for two weeks when I called about my drains? Check.
And to add insult to injury...
Cut my leg shaving.
Today gets a big fuck you.
Tomorrow: Freelance shirts and photo editing, grocery shopping for healthy (or at least less junky) food, iPod forum solution reading, general attempts to kick ass.
For tonight I call it quits and will attempt to read something that isn't a screen.
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