My day was horrible, how was yours?
You ever have one of those days where nothing awful happens, but your day is horrible nevertheless?
That’s today.
My leg has been killing me since I first told you guys about it. I’ve tried everything..ibuprofen, baths with muscle stuff in it, bengay, massage, stretching. Nothing even touches the pain. My foot hurts and the pain goes up my calf, on my knee, on my hamstring, on my butt and to my hip.
I don’t know why.
Last night it hurt so bad that Geo gave me half a percocet so I could go to sleep. Somewhere in the midst of me talking about why I didn’t like fountains (not water fountains, like big fountains)..apparently I object to algae..I started to doze off. He said, “Don’t worry, little hon, hopefully it will be better tomorrow.”
Um. No.
This morning I woke up with not only bad leg pain, but also my period. And cramps. And a sty in my eye. A STY IN MY EYE for Christ’s sake.
I also tried to find out why I haven’t gotten Bug’s new birth certificate yet, so I can get her a new social security card so I can file my taxes. And of course, nobody knows where it is. And I hate the idea of a new birth certificate anyway.
And did I mention my college has something screwed up and now the registrar is double checking my graduation??
And then I’ve been working on this project which is going awful.
The person is paying me to write reviews of a rather obscure item. Let’s stay it is chapstick, because I’m putting on chapstick right now. So they want me to write a review on chapstick, and one on chapsticks, and one on sticks used for chap lips, and one on chap (space) sticks, and one on items named chapstick.
And it is just not feasible. They want each review to be completely unique, but they want it all about the exact same product. It’s a little ridiculous, and actually it’s a lot worse than it even sounds.
I’ve been working on it for three days and finally I just snapped.
So I left to go do three things.
1. Take my movies back and get some more.
2. Get the bird some food.
3. Find out whether the Jessica Simpson product line was still on super duper sale at Walgreens and buy some.
Well, the bird part worked.
And then Bug says, “Oh DARN IT.” And I said, “What?” and she said, “I forgot the movies.”
And of course, we were already in town. And did I mention that I love in the middle of nowhere now.
(And that the Jessica Simpson stuff was mostly sold out? And that I couldn’t buy a brace for my leg because every brace had latex in them and I’m allergic to latex????)
So I decide to swing by the old house to check the mail. And in the box is a slip from UPS saying that they have a package for me. I have no idea what is in this package, but it says I can pick it up at the address in the left hand corner.
Which is in New Jersey.
Which is not where I live. Or even close.
So I call UPS who tells me that I can pick it up on so and so street.
Except there is no UPS place there. I drive around twice. Nothing.
So I call UPS back. And while I’m talking to an extremely stupid woman who calls the name of my town “Muff,” I notice that my temperature gauge has gone all the way to hot.
And smoke is coming out of my car.
And I’m stuck at a red light.
As soon as it changes, I pull into a grocery store. This isn’t one I usually shop at. Bug likes this one though, because for some reason they have live bands playing in the store. Well, live bands is a stretch. Tonight they had a 150 year old man who I was quite sure was going to die any moment. Not because of his age, mind you, but because of the wretched sounds coming out of his mouth.
So I finally get the car able to drive. I go back home. I pick up the videos. I go back into town. I find some movies. I go to Long John Silver to get Bug some food.
I want a number 1.
No you don’t.
YES I DO.
No Bug, you don’t like that.
YES I DO.
No Bug, you don’t.
YES I DO MOMMY.
Bug. It has cole slaw.
EWWW. I HATE THE NUMBER ONE.
While this fascinating conversation with my darling daughter was going on, I notice that smoke is again coming out of my vehicle.
Shh Bug. The car is smoking again.
I don’t see smoke.
Bug, be quiet.
Mommy.
Bug, be quiet.
Mommy, it’s really important.
What?
Remember last time we were here and you could get a candle? Well, can we get a candle this time?
NO BUG. Be quiet.
Finally we get our food. We get home without the car blowing up, although I was quite distracted and kept forgetting to turn off my brights.
So if I blinded you today with my high beams, I’m sorry.
Then I come downstairs to check my Outlook mail, because I can only check it on my laptop and I haven’t been doing it because I have the blog comments sent to my yahoo now because outlook is not letting me respond to emails.
And I realize that a bunch of you had emailed me, and I didn’t know it. And now you think I’m some mean bitch who won’t give you the password. When in fact, I didn’t know you had written.
Also, someone sent me an email with the subject line, “Hi Dad” but I don’t think it was any of you.
So tonight I am going to send out passwords so if by tomorrow you don’t have one, let me know. I might have missed you, and not on purpose.
Speaking of, hey! Feel free to comment. I always feel bad when I don’t get comments, which I know is stupid, but I do it anyway. So comment! Don’t lurk! Join in! Yay!
Damn. What a day.
Oh, and while I was typing this, I realized I had screwed something up and lost $30 bucks that I was going to make.
I think it is time for bed.
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January 6th, 2007 at 2:26 am
Sorry your day was sucky. I’m de-lurking to help you feel better, so you have at least one comment so far.
Hope you have a better day including, but limited to, alot less leg pain, a more cooperative car and a decreasing eye-sty.
January 6th, 2007 at 2:48 am
*hugs*
OMG. The crappy day that I mentioned? Yours was worse. You win.
You need to listen to Avenue Q, particularly “It Sucks to be Me”. (Gary Coleman’s life sucks the worst, if you don’t know the show.)
You can watch it here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sxqz7-CGIc4 if you haven’t seen it already–I think it was the same special as that Wicked you linked to a while back.
Anyway, more hugs.
January 6th, 2007 at 2:49 am
Wow, what a crappy day. I am delurking because you sound like you need some extra support today.
I’ll even tell you a silly story that won’t make you feel any better, but might amuse you just a little. You’ve been writing about your Barbie Dream House, love the acronym! Santa brought my 5yo daughter one of the Barbie houses, the totally simple or simply real or some such nonsense. It was missing a piece and when I called Mattel, I had to resist the urge several times to call my daughter’s Barble toy house the BDH.
January 6th, 2007 at 3:28 am
LOL, I’m laughing at the Avenue Q prescription in the comments! Good suggestion though
That is a seriously bad day though… I hope your weekend is waaaay better.
January 6th, 2007 at 3:36 am
That’s a rough day, my friend! I think we all have those generally crappy days now and then.
January 6th, 2007 at 3:45 am
My day wasn’t as bad as yours, but I did have trouble with UPS. It’s been a long comedy of errors, but basically, they’ve been trying to deliver my new laptop all week long and I’ve missed them every time. I finally had to drive 20 miles to pick it up at the depot, and while I was there, I found out that I had another package that was still out on the truck, meaning I would have to make the 20-mile drive again next week to get that one too. If the lady who helped me hadn’t been so nice, I’d be cursing the entire UPS company right now.
I hope tomorrow brings you no leg pain, no cramps, no sty, no car smoke, and a perfectly behaved child!
January 6th, 2007 at 5:22 am
phew ok
it sounds like something with your achilles or pschiatica. Dont wear heels
I hate UPS, though if I still lived in Jersey I woulda helped you out
If you have the sheepskin, you’ve graduated, no matter what the registars office says.
January 6th, 2007 at 6:14 am
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew, I hate coleslaw, too.
Tell Bug she’s a very smart little girl with very smart little tastebuds.
January 6th, 2007 at 11:10 am
Um, that’s a very bad day. Here’s hoping for no repeats.
January 6th, 2007 at 2:25 pm
Sorry about your bad day! If you lived out west I’d have my hubby take a look at your car (mechanic). Its always nice to have one around. Maybe try going to a chiropractor, it may help, it may not, but again it may and then pain free days ahead. Hope you have a good weekend…and speaking of the movie rental, have you looked into blockbuster online, or netflix? Sounds like a good thing for those of us that are tv free….
January 6th, 2007 at 3:07 pm
Whoa! That is an awful day! I’m sorry about your leg not feeling better — do you know what’s causing it (chronic?)?
Fortunately, those types of days don’t repeat themselves that often.
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January 6th, 2007 at 3:21 pm
You might want to mention the leg pain to your doctor who did all that poking around in your uterus and ovary(ies?).
January 6th, 2007 at 3:24 pm
I’m sorry about your day. You have some very good suggestions before this though. Hmm, my outlook was acting up recently, and it turned out there was a conflict between my Norton antivirus and Outlook and windows security, which was fixed when I went to the Norton site and downloaded a patch they’ve developed. Email worked perfectly after that.
Don’t know about the leg, but http://www.angryalien.com/ might distract you a bit?
Here’s hoping!
January 6th, 2007 at 4:30 pm
crap, that IS a bad day!
January 6th, 2007 at 4:37 pm
What an awful day.
Password? Please?
I’ve found lying down with a couple of towels I’ve warmed in the dryer for a couple of minutes really helps all those cramps (at least long enough to fall asleep).
January 6th, 2007 at 5:31 pm
Oh my goodness Baggage. Talk about the no-good, terrible, very bad, horrible day. I’m so sorry. I hope today is better. I REALLY do.
Soo… Jessica Simpson stuff? At Walgreens? I think I want to check it out!
January 6th, 2007 at 7:40 pm
UGH! Thank goodness for blogs and people who read them and leave nice notes on days like these!
January 6th, 2007 at 7:57 pm
Ok - you got me, I’m not lurking anymore, I’m commenting! I lurk every day you know, lol… but never seem to manage to write a reply.
so here it is…
(((BIG HUGS))) I read the most recent post and it seems as if the medicine will help a little, but damn girl, that really does sound like a day from hell!
I hope it gets better for you real soon - I hate to see you so sad
If you need any help (like in the form of work) you know I’ll be there for you, just let me know!
January 6th, 2007 at 8:33 pm
Oh, my, your day really DID suck. I’m sorry - hope things improve quickly!
January 7th, 2007 at 1:47 am
Um, wow… That does sound like a pretty miserable day. Smoke coming from your car can never be good.
January 8th, 2007 at 2:03 am
Oh jeez. Um.. my normal cramp solution is to get one of my cats to lay on me. They’re really good hot water bottles… and they purr and make you feel loved while they’re helping.
I can’t remember if you changed your email address, but if you have, then I’ll ask here; password please? *grins* (Why yes, I am bored and avoiding doing anything that has to do with school, why do you ask?)
January 8th, 2007 at 3:18 am
Egads, that is one shitty day. But I am sorry, I burst out laughing and spit halfchewed rice all over my monitor by the time i read “sty in my eye”… I mean jeesh, who in the sky has got it out for you? I wouldn’t worry about life being meaningless if you don’t believe in a god, I’d worry there is a god and he really is a bully who likes to poke people with a toothpick and pull their eyelashes out one by one just to drive them insane with little annoying things that add up. yikes! Hope it’s better tomorrow little hon!
January 8th, 2007 at 8:08 pm
Hey there! Sorry I’ve been “lurking” lately but I hope all is well. Also if you want to send me a password I’d love to read more about the adventures of Bug
my email is jenniferholbrook@adelphia.net.
Hope all is well!