WARNING: I am about to rant and rave and have a pity party for myself.
I woke up at 6am overtired, stressed out, and grumpy. Thought a shower would cure it but I was wrong. Things proceeded to get worse when I couldn’t find my insurance card for my car. I arrive at the vehicle registration place, which is in some dirty building, only to be told I need my mom to overnight some notorized forms, a copy of her license, and my insurance company must upload some info to the GA DMV website asap. Then he tells me if I get pulled my car will be impounded for my expired tags.
I am not calm yet. Everything around me is irritating me (and no I do not have PMS). My pants are too big around the waist so I feel like I am wearing a diaper. My necklace is made out of some smelly metal and now all I can smell is its nastiness. It seems like everyone wants to walk or talk by my desk this morning. My mom told me that my papers won’t get here until 3pm tomorrow – which means I have to leave work early to drive back to ghetto building 30 minutes away and then probably wait in line for a half hour. If I don’t have my new tags on my car by 4:30pm tomorrow I will have to wait until Monday – which means I can’t drive anywhere all weekend.