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 sit in traffic on the way to work with steam shooting out of my ears. I arrive at work 45 minutes later than I usually get there, and realize that I am not even close to being “late” for there are lots of people coming in after me. Still cranky and ticked off, I try to eat some breakfast and cool down.
I feel like this kid…
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.
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.
By the way…this is totally my fault. I waited until my tags were expired to take care of everything because I didn’t want to have to venture off to the stupid registration place. I was too busy doing this:
DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY RECOMMENDATIONS ON HOW TO CHILL OUT? Other than a large glass of wine and one of my anxiety pills. Just kidding. I am not an alchy/druggie. I seriously think I just need to go back to bed and get up on the opposite HAPPY side.
ha ha ha, your pants feel like a diaper. I’m sorry! I hate days like that, at least tomorrow is Friday? Hope it gets better for you!!
Look at your bridals and try not to kill anyone today.
The only thing I can tell you is that the day will be over soon enough and you get to go home and look at your new pretty wine glasses. That will be totally fun! And take a shower (or bath) and go to sleep (while watching Project Runway)!
LOL- your entry made me feel like I wasnt the only one walking around pissed off! And the whole smelly metal thing, omg, that happens to me all the time! Dang F21 jewelry!
As far as suggestions to calm down… a glass of wine and my anxiety pills are usually my remedy, so I got nothin!
The pants thing. I relate. My pants are SO loose right now because of weight loss and I feel ugly and frumpy and I want to rip them off and scream sometimes. Thankfully, tailors exist.
I say to get through the day, enjoy the blogs and the humor they inevitably provide, when bitchy strikes review the photo of that irritated child and giggle at your desk like I did, when you get home, make a comfort food dish, have a glass of wine and watch mind-numbing television and recruit the future hubs to tell you silly things! You’ll be fine in no time!
Feel better!
um all i can say is those pictures crack me up and if looking at those doesnt make you smile – i dont know what will!
Yuck. I hate those days! I hope it gets better…
Hope you’re feeling better. It’s almost the weekend.
lol, you are too funny!
i hope you day gets better and better! just try to relax hun!
only one more day until the weekend…cheer up little one!
p.s. new follower…you are oh so cute! love that pic of you and your future hubby!!
That’s the worst. It’s like that book “no good, horrible, rotten, very bad day”…or something along those lines. I second the wine- or the xanax. But preferably not at the same time. Wait at least an hour. jk. no seriously. wait an hour.
Oh and I WISH my pants were loose. Mr SE is making me fat.
Glass of wine tonight is in order for you!!!
Hope the day gets better.
Good news though….51 days!!!
Ugh, girl I hate days like this!!! Have a nice cocktail and relax like that awesome cat up there! You’re wedding is coming up pretty soon…