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I think all I am doing lately is bitching, but bear with me. In a couple of weeks I will hopefully be much happier.
I have had an awful, frustrating day of getting nothing done that I planned to except hanging two photos in our Senior Review show at the Still Lights gallery at school. My printer has decided to rebel by refusing to print correctly on the satin photo paper that I have, so I wasted many hours this evening trying to get it to work and failing.
So not only did I not get to run the errands I needed to today (because things are closed on Sundays), I also didn't get to take care of some of my printing so that I would have time to do those very out-of-the-way errands tomorrow. Now I have wasted my Sunday and filled it with stress, AND I have to somehow manage to get everything done tomorrow. I also have to spend a lot of money tomorrow because of the paper issues and wasting of ink that occurred today, and I am already worried about money.
There are ants invading our house and I have to kill them even though I HATE killing anything, Jason is out of town and out of touch, and I am stressed out about every element of my life right now.
I just want this week to be over. I am emotionally, physically, mentally spent.
If things don't start going right tomorrow I'm going to make this book straight from a boring template at work, because really. Fuck it all.
I have had an awful, frustrating day of getting nothing done that I planned to except hanging two photos in our Senior Review show at the Still Lights gallery at school. My printer has decided to rebel by refusing to print correctly on the satin photo paper that I have, so I wasted many hours this evening trying to get it to work and failing.
So not only did I not get to run the errands I needed to today (because things are closed on Sundays), I also didn't get to take care of some of my printing so that I would have time to do those very out-of-the-way errands tomorrow. Now I have wasted my Sunday and filled it with stress, AND I have to somehow manage to get everything done tomorrow. I also have to spend a lot of money tomorrow because of the paper issues and wasting of ink that occurred today, and I am already worried about money.
There are ants invading our house and I have to kill them even though I HATE killing anything, Jason is out of town and out of touch, and I am stressed out about every element of my life right now.
I just want this week to be over. I am emotionally, physically, mentally spent.
If things don't start going right tomorrow I'm going to make this book straight from a boring template at work, because really. Fuck it all.