The Breakdown: You Just Can't Make This Stuff Up
So as to what happened on uh... I guess hell day.
The day starts with slight annoyance of a long overdue pickup of some things by a friend of tha family. Sorta early morning but eh. Overdrive gauge ~3/100.
Cue 'hood problems of course, EARLY IN THE MORNING, that left me and parent scared and ticked, and from then on it was all no brakes. x.x
Had to rush out 'cuz of this to Home Depot, TWICE, because you never have enough materials on days like this. And of course it costs a ton.
Then had to FLY with parent out to the city on business that took forever. I hadn't got much sleep and well by then, with stress from the morning, I was feelin' it. sleepy. ugh.
Stopped at a nice place for lunch, but with everything that had gone on, appetite was gone. There was more stuff that had gone on that I forgot now, but I had been REALLY scared like a finch. By now it's almost four. Meh. Parent needs a haircut? Okay, I mean... honestly, it'd be a good time to rest, and I got some. What a day. Am heading home, and I remember.
I had to work today right? FFFFFUUUUUUUUU--
get home, honestly ten minutes wasn't gonna matter, so I rested, rolled in to work (thank goodness it was mehjob and not AWESOMEJOB haha), feelin' honestly sad because I let my awesome boss down, but finished what I could of my work. Parent had dropped me off to save a few minutes. By the time work's done, she picks me up, we're both so tired and stressed, all we can do is laugh because honestly, you can't make days like this up.
We get home, and the dog ate all the grease from Thanksgiving turkey from the trash, and knocked over the blender, shattered a million chunks of HUGE FLANK glass all over the kitchen.
FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
And then I got like under four hours of sleep that night cleaning and helping parent prep for some other stuff. So, that's what happened.
*coma*
The day starts with slight annoyance of a long overdue pickup of some things by a friend of tha family. Sorta early morning but eh. Overdrive gauge ~3/100.
Cue 'hood problems of course, EARLY IN THE MORNING, that left me and parent scared and ticked, and from then on it was all no brakes. x.x
Had to rush out 'cuz of this to Home Depot, TWICE, because you never have enough materials on days like this. And of course it costs a ton.
Then had to FLY with parent out to the city on business that took forever. I hadn't got much sleep and well by then, with stress from the morning, I was feelin' it. sleepy. ugh.
Stopped at a nice place for lunch, but with everything that had gone on, appetite was gone. There was more stuff that had gone on that I forgot now, but I had been REALLY scared like a finch. By now it's almost four. Meh. Parent needs a haircut? Okay, I mean... honestly, it'd be a good time to rest, and I got some. What a day. Am heading home, and I remember.
I had to work today right? FFFFFUUUUUUUUU--
get home, honestly ten minutes wasn't gonna matter, so I rested, rolled in to work (thank goodness it was mehjob and not AWESOMEJOB haha), feelin' honestly sad because I let my awesome boss down, but finished what I could of my work. Parent had dropped me off to save a few minutes. By the time work's done, she picks me up, we're both so tired and stressed, all we can do is laugh because honestly, you can't make days like this up.
We get home, and the dog ate all the grease from Thanksgiving turkey from the trash, and knocked over the blender, shattered a million chunks of HUGE FLANK glass all over the kitchen.
FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
And then I got like under four hours of sleep that night cleaning and helping parent prep for some other stuff. So, that's what happened.
*coma*