Superstition
I rarely, if ever, have a bad Friday the 13th. I do, however, consistently have a horrible Thursday the 12th. Seriously, it’s enough to make one suspicious.
So far today:
- I broke a nail feeding the animals. Don’t ask, I’m still trying to figure that out.
- My sweater for today was apparently a makeshift cat bed given the amount of fur I had to clean off of it.
- My undershirt (it’s MN in the winter - think Cuddle Duds for those of you who know what those are) somehow shrunk since I wore it just last week. It may now work for my shirts with 3/4 length sleeves.
- Putting my breakfast on the table somehow knocked over the entire sugar bowl. Yes, E, that was me. No, E, I did not get it all.
- Finding cat fur on my cup somehow spilled my hot chocolate on my work pants.
- In an apparent attempt to apologize, the cats covered the bottom of said work pants with more fur.
- This was at the same time the dog burnt himself on the pan I used to make my eggs (which, surprisingly, were edible).
- I get to work and need to reset my password, which doesn’t take.
- My second account of the day has a screw up from one of the other departments that throws all of my numbers off.
- In with my accounts is one that somehow rolled in from last August, with no notes.
- I look down to see that the hot chocolate did not actually wash off my pants as originally believed, so I’m at work with them all day.
- I have a paper cut.
Why am I fearing the fact that the plumbers chose today to come out to work on the pipes and cut a hole in our wall?
Can I have a do-over please? *head desk*
Edit: I do realize that none of these are life-threatening, earth-shaking things; but they do add up to annoying.
Edit x2: I have now also been locked out of our imaging system and been informed of a typo in something that needs to be filed with the court today. Can I just go home now?
So far today:
- I broke a nail feeding the animals. Don’t ask, I’m still trying to figure that out.
- My sweater for today was apparently a makeshift cat bed given the amount of fur I had to clean off of it.
- My undershirt (it’s MN in the winter - think Cuddle Duds for those of you who know what those are) somehow shrunk since I wore it just last week. It may now work for my shirts with 3/4 length sleeves.
- Putting my breakfast on the table somehow knocked over the entire sugar bowl. Yes, E, that was me. No, E, I did not get it all.
- Finding cat fur on my cup somehow spilled my hot chocolate on my work pants.
- In an apparent attempt to apologize, the cats covered the bottom of said work pants with more fur.
- This was at the same time the dog burnt himself on the pan I used to make my eggs (which, surprisingly, were edible).
- I get to work and need to reset my password, which doesn’t take.
- My second account of the day has a screw up from one of the other departments that throws all of my numbers off.
- In with my accounts is one that somehow rolled in from last August, with no notes.
- I look down to see that the hot chocolate did not actually wash off my pants as originally believed, so I’m at work with them all day.
- I have a paper cut.
Why am I fearing the fact that the plumbers chose today to come out to work on the pipes and cut a hole in our wall?
Can I have a do-over please? *head desk*
Edit: I do realize that none of these are life-threatening, earth-shaking things; but they do add up to annoying.
Edit x2: I have now also been locked out of our imaging system and been informed of a typo in something that needs to be filed with the court today. Can I just go home now?