Complaining
I am reminded of a children's book that I like tonight which I think is called "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day."
The last few days have been kind of crappy and stressful. A couple of days ago I started feeling sick right before my huge work project was due. Yesterday I worked about 16 hours ending at 3am when I finally finished my project. I had nightmares about work and being a failure when I was finally able to go to sleep after laying in bed awake for an hour stressing about how little sleep I was going to get. After about 3 hours of sleep, I woke up exhausted and started my day. Suprisingly I was feeling much less sick than I was the day before and thought maybe it must have been the world's worst allergy attack. Then I worked all day with a very short cat nap in the afternoon. As the day has progressed though I have started to feel worse and worse. I ended up working later than expected and so left home 2 hours late for my business trip. Corwin was being really fussy and independent and didn't want to cuddle with me before I left which made me sad. I had made rice krispy treats which I planned to bring with me on my trip but I accidentally left them at home. I had a 4 hour drive and arrived at my hotel at 11pm completely exhausted and feeling sick. When I tried to check into my hotel room which was prepaid, it turns out that they had accidentially checked someone else in under my name.I had to wait 15 minutes for them to sort out the mess and get me a room. Then when I went to park my car the key card they gave me didn't work and I was stuck at the entrance to the garage and had to call them on my cell phone for help. The hotel restaurant was closed so it was too late to get dinner and I had forgotten to eat earlier. The batteries to my white noise generator failed and I forgot to pack new ones. I'm so used to white noise it will likely be hard to sleep.
Now I am just laying here feeling like complaining about my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I think I'll move to Australia.
Wow I think I got all of the complaining out of my system. :)
On a positive note, I got a nice massage today, had a good lunch date with Matt, and am sleeping in a very confortable bed tonight even though it is a hotel.
The last few days have been kind of crappy and stressful. A couple of days ago I started feeling sick right before my huge work project was due. Yesterday I worked about 16 hours ending at 3am when I finally finished my project. I had nightmares about work and being a failure when I was finally able to go to sleep after laying in bed awake for an hour stressing about how little sleep I was going to get. After about 3 hours of sleep, I woke up exhausted and started my day. Suprisingly I was feeling much less sick than I was the day before and thought maybe it must have been the world's worst allergy attack. Then I worked all day with a very short cat nap in the afternoon. As the day has progressed though I have started to feel worse and worse. I ended up working later than expected and so left home 2 hours late for my business trip. Corwin was being really fussy and independent and didn't want to cuddle with me before I left which made me sad. I had made rice krispy treats which I planned to bring with me on my trip but I accidentally left them at home. I had a 4 hour drive and arrived at my hotel at 11pm completely exhausted and feeling sick. When I tried to check into my hotel room which was prepaid, it turns out that they had accidentially checked someone else in under my name.I had to wait 15 minutes for them to sort out the mess and get me a room. Then when I went to park my car the key card they gave me didn't work and I was stuck at the entrance to the garage and had to call them on my cell phone for help. The hotel restaurant was closed so it was too late to get dinner and I had forgotten to eat earlier. The batteries to my white noise generator failed and I forgot to pack new ones. I'm so used to white noise it will likely be hard to sleep.
Now I am just laying here feeling like complaining about my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I think I'll move to Australia.
Wow I think I got all of the complaining out of my system. :)
On a positive note, I got a nice massage today, had a good lunch date with Matt, and am sleeping in a very confortable bed tonight even though it is a hotel.