Mondays Suck
Well at least this one does. Why you ask?
- I woke up at 4am this morning and couldn't get back to sleep. I was wide awake then, not so much now.
- *female stuff alert* Aunt Rose is due for a visit at the end of the week and I've got a raging case of PMS. My back is aching, my boobs are sore and I feel like ripping someone's head off. Nobody in particular either.
- We had freezing rain overnight and everything was glare ice this morning. We did make it to work without ending up in the ditch but it was a crappy ride.
- Dave pissed me off this morning by breathing. I'm thinking that might be partly because of the PMS thing. Him losing his job in March and our subsequent loss of income seems to be hitting me again today. I'm fighting back tears again. I thought I was past it but the lack of money I have to spend on Christmas this year is reminding me of it these days.
- My boss called in at 7:45am to ask if anyone was looking for him. I wanted to say, "No, you fucking dumbass, everyone knows you're seldom in before 8am." But I didn't. Then, when him and Mean Jean arrived I got a rather cool "Good Morning" from her. Wonder what she thinks I did wrong now. There was a little post-it note stuck on the computer that she uses to look up exchange rates asking that nobody delete her short-cut icon. She probably deleted it herself cause she's so computer illiterate. I'm sure they've assumed it was me though because that's what normally happens.
- Dave has spent every spare moment for the past two weeks in the garage working on his truck. He thinks that I should be happy that he's saving a bunch of money by doing his own work. I'll try to remember that as I'm sitting in the house again tonight by myself bored to tears.
- I'm even pissed at myself for being such a whiney-ass. On the grand scheme of things I have nothing to complain about but dammit, I feel like whining today.
posted by lights | 11:00 a.m.
17 Comments:
Only 4 more days after today until the weekend.
*hug*
Hi Lightsy. I'm having a helluva time getting motivated on this particular Monday. I so do not want to be at work. I want to go home and curl up with a book and a blankie. And, I'd probably be in a pissy mood if I let myself wake up a bit more.
A book and a blankie is just what we need Momma. A southern comfort and diet coke wouldn't hurt either. Only 2 1/2 hours to go and I'm outta here. I'm just thankful that I don't have to go home to a house full of kids. I did my time. *grin*
I've got a hectic week ahead of me. I have dry-cleaning to pick up after work and Holly has to go to the groomer's tonight for her Christmas haircut. Tomorrow is my BIL's 40th birthday. Wednesday so far is free (other than work). Thursday after work I'm getting my hair cut, colored and highlighted. Friday night is a dinner/game night at a friend's house and Saturday night is Dave's company Christmas party. Just what I need is to have Aunt Rose tagging along with me.
{{{hugs}}}
Hopefully, the week will pass quickly and you can get back to your normal, wonderful self.
Hi, lightsie. Cheer up! Getting my hair done always does it for me. Although it costs me a fortune because I like to be foiled. Is that what you do?
The next time she walks by, just trip Mean Jean for me, okay? I'd really like that!
Thanks everyone. I really hate being in this kind of mood but it's so damned hard to shake. I need some industrial strength Midol. *grin*
Shelly (my hairdresser) has done it both ways but I normally get the crochet hook and cap method done because I found that she gets closer to the root of the hair that way. Getting new highlights always makes me feel better too. I think it's all those blonde (or is it blond) streaks that make me feel better. Maybe I should just go all the way.
LOL @ tripping Mean Jean. All you'd have to do is jump out and say Boo! as she was walking by. I've never met a more skittish person in my life. Just like a deer in the headlights.
Harry is driving fucking crazy today! He's got on these super squeaky shoes and after lunch he came by my office and was complaining about them and how they drove him crazy. So why don't you buy some new ones asshat! Then he says to me, "My shoes must drive you crazy too." Again, I bit my tongue because I wanted to say, "No, actually it's the idiot walking around in them that drives me crazy!"
Twice already today he's pulled his stupid "beat the bullshit out of the phone receiver" bit. He thinks it's hilarious. I can only imagine what the people on the other end of the phone think. When he's talking to someone, if he thinks they are bullshitting him, he'll say just a minute and bang the phone on the desk. Then he'll go back on and tell them that he had to get the bullshit out. The man is an idiot.
I would hang up on him.
I thought it was Aunt Flo? *head tilt*
Today has sucked mightily.
1 hour of work to go.
Yeah!
*jumping up and down*
I'm sorry you're feeling crappy, Lightsy *big hug*
On the bright side, you must be home by now, you don't live in my junk drawer anymore, and Holly Marie thinks you're perfect.
*smooch*
Today was just a sucky day all around.
And damnit, if you want to whine, then you whine. It's allowed.
Especially if Aunt Flo is on her way. Then you can whine and bitch and moan. *smooch*
What a coinky-dink! I wanted to rip someone's head off this morning, too. I asked one of my co-workers if she wanted to play kickball with me, and we could use this other person's head, because obviously she wasn't using it. *grin*
{{Hugs}}
*Pours Southern Comfort & Coke(is Coke the right mixer?) in a glass*
Here's to a better tomorrow!
LOL at Arkie. That's a good one.
My day was improved by Eric coming home early and taking my little fiend off my hands.
The little fiend made himself a not-fiend by eating his food at dinner (dhal and rice and pappadums.. imagine a toddler trying to say "pappadum"), not screaming while having his hair washed, and giving big smoochy kisses before going to bed.
I hope you're having a relaxing drink, Lights.
Ooooh, I like it when other people are whiny. It makes me feel like I belong. :)
I'm sorry about all of that. I hate that damn Aunt Rose. She's such a b!tch. <----- I'm not sure if we're allowed to say such words here.
My dh pissed me off too this morning by breathing, but then he made up for it when he took the morning off to care for Conner who has yet another darn sinus infection. I swear these sinus bouts are either going to be the death of me or a one-way ticket to the looney bin.
BTW: I love your flower bullets! And I'm glad I finally made it over here.
Sounds like a sucky day, alright. Hope you're feeling a bit better.
*backrub*
Aww, sorry lights. We all know how we can get sometimes, some of us don't even need aunt Rose to help us out.
{{hugs}}
How's today? *hug*
I meant to get back here earlier and tell everyone how much better I'm feeling today. All those drinks, back rubs, hugs and smoooches worked like magic.
Aunt Rose is Aunt Flo's Canadian sister and she's just as much of a bitch as Flo is. *grin*
Holly really didn't think I was perfect yesterday. She may even still be pissed at me today. At least until I take those pink bows out of her ears.
Boo, pretty well any language is asseptibwl around here and won't land you on the naughty mat. Hope Connor is feeling better real soon.
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