Monday: It's Monday. It is what it is. Actually, I don't even remember Monday at this point. I think that was the morning the cat puked up everything in her intestines right where I would step to get a storage bowl for my lunch. But I heard her hrorking and noted where it was and cleaned it up without incident.
Tuesday: ohemgee! Has the cat been eating stink bugs again?! Seriously, how can such a tiny butt produce so much stank?!
Wednesday: (First lucid thought on waking): At least it's finally Thursday.
(Second lucid thought): Damn. No it's not.
(Third lucid thought): I have to pee.
(Fourth lucid thought): What time is it anyway? Fuck, I don't have to get up for almost half an hour. Stupid bladder. Stupid kidneys working double time while we should be sleeping.
Then the system which controls the patron access computers, including printing, was down when I got to work. (I got it running again, but not without a lot of fuss and bother.) Soooo not going to be a good day.
And it wasn't.
Thursday: Why is the bank taking the car payment out today?! It's not scheduled to go out until tomorrow. I don't have the money today! I get paid tomorrow! Tomorrow, 5/3, to-mor-row! Dammit.
Actually, I think I had something else for today, but then I saw the email from my bank and that completely filled up all available parts of my brain. Now that I've cleared that up with the bank, I'm just 100% focused on lunch.
Friday: Hasn't happened yet. I have to mow and then somehow make myself weed while I'm out there and hot and sweaty and itchy and sneezing anyway. yay. Can't wait.
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