Terrible day

Yesterday, I had such a bad day I thought for a second someone placed a voo doo curse on me. First I can't get out of bed, my brain wants to go back to sleep and does. Soon, I have 20 minutes to get ready for work. Next I burn my frozen breaded fish fillet in the microwave. It looked like a steaming lump of coal. And my entire apartment reeks of burnt food. It still does. Open all windows and turn on all fans. 15 minutes and counting. Place new fish over burned glass plate. Finish dressing for work, eat fish, and close windows because it is too cold to leave them open. Outside the apartment is a crew scraping the top layer of concrete off the repave the street with tar. So I begin to wonder if this will effect my coming and going out to work. I am 5 minutes late to work.

Next I get to know my coworkers too well. I hear a tale of a shower with a neighbor's dog my coworker is petsitting. The dog jumped in the shower and refused to leave. Next I hear a tale of seeing a woman's new thong panties exposed as she leaned over out in a parking lot. My female coworker was horrified at the view. Then I hear a tale of gaining weight and buying new panties by guessing at the size. When she took them out of the package, they were giantic. Worse still, they fit perfectly. Now she is on a diet. Next I answered the phone to find a scratch paper pad about 10 sheets thick with holes poked all the way through. I ask my coworker, What is this? He points out the holes are in the shape of a smiley face. I work with weirdos.

As I leave it is raining cats and dogs outside. Plus windy, flipping my umbrella over and exposing my head. I tilted the umbrella toward the wind to flip it back right. I was soaked as I got into car. Drove home to notice the traffic light in front of my apartment now has stop signs, I guess from th construction. Then driving into the lot, the street lights are out and so is the apartment halls. I fumble in the dark getting my mail, climbing 3 flights of stairs, and finding the right key to a keyhole I can not see. Hang wet pants on a door knob and re open windows. Add scented candles to erase horrible smell. Sit in the dark eating the last piece of cake and glass of milk. Shortly, before going to bed the lights come back on. Reset alarm clock, TV, and VCR. Go to bed. I turned on the heat as I cuddled into bed.

Today, I get up to find on my computer someone has asked to add me to their contact list for instant messenger. Great, just what I need. Someone who does not email for extended periods of time, then sends 10 stories of deep religious faith out of nowhere, and not one email about how she is doing. Her husband has cancer since last winter, if still alive. I think her emailing might be emotional swings. Anyway, I know now when she is online. As if I care. I email when I have something to say or question to ask. I don't care if response is immediate or the next day. I just like keeping in touch with people I know. Post later. Bye!