Do you ever just know a day is going to suck hard before it even starts?
This morning I got out of bed, my arm hurting so bad I had to physically lift it with my other arm, full of dread. (so dramatic. But seriously I felt that way.)
The dread was due to knowing there are more things I absolutely have to get done at work than are possible to do today. I've got 100 things to write, calls to make, meetings to attend, FOUR photo shoots to direct, and on and on. Plus the boss is out of town and so any fires that start I have to extinguish (and there are always fires.)
I got to work ready to drink my Atkins shake while I checked e-mail so I could fuel up but some butthead brought donuts. I decided to go for it thinking one treat and then let's do this. It was an eclair. I haven't indulged in one of those for years, I kid you not.
There was no cream inside. Isn't that the f-ing point of an eclair?
This day is going to suck hard.
How do you all get yourselves through days like these? (or if you have no words of wisdom, make something funny up so as I obsessively check my blog from my phone while I'm running around today I'll at least get a good laugh.)
Also, I can't believe I just wrote this with all the shit I have to do. Blogging is a sickness. And it hurts so good.
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Oh yes, I am right there beside you in that boat. Here it is 11:30, I have a million cajillion things I need to get printed off today for a monday am meeting and I haven't even started yet. Why? B/c I'm too busy blogging. F if. I'm screwed.
ReplyDeleteWhen a day sucks big fat poop face, I find frequent M&Ms breaks, chardonnay for lunch and watching that $#@*$ baby laugh on YouTube usually do it for me.
ReplyDeleteI just saw your profile pic! I was JUST thinking, "I wish I would have taken a picture of that so I could have posted it." !!!
ReplyDeleteWednesday, I found out that my recent ex and his new oompa loompa girlfriend are taking a vacation to Mexico in two months. He can't even commit to doing something...now. WTF?
ReplyDeleteAnd yesterday, I checked the clock at 2:54 and wondered how I was going to make it for another hour and six minutes. Then, an hour later, I checked the clock and it was 3:03. So yeah, it had only been nine minutes, not an hour. Bitches.
It's been an entire week of shit. And I have no cream anywhere (that's what she said?).
Hope your day got better after the less than creamy eclair incident.
I had a whole rant about being surprised by a jelly donut, but your blog ate it. So in conclusion.
ReplyDeleteMust be jelly cause jam don't shake like that.
Thats all I got.
what kind of sick bastard makes an Eclair with no cream inside? Seriously donut makers...I know times are tough but this is just wrong.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry to hear so many of you had poopy Fridays. I wish I could say my Monday was better, but not so much.
ReplyDeletemartini: what baby? I thought I told you not to talk about babies in front of me! Pain. Ovaries. Ouchie!
shine: Ex boyfriends suck harder than busy Fridays (do I really need a 'that's what she said' here?) I have a whopper of a story on that subject that will probably be coming soon.
rs27: huh? that gave me strange mental images.
Cristina: Exactly!