it’s just been one of those days…

I woke up really early, couldn’t go back to sleep.  My left hip hurt really bad.  There was no way to lay comfortably to even try to go back to sleep.  So, I got up around 5:20 and went downstairs to let the dog out and feed the critters.

Then I went and got ready for work.  I took my time, mainly because I could.  When it was time to wake the kidlet, it was like trying to wake the dead.  Ugh, I hate that.  As an infant, this child was up at the buttcrack of dawn!  Now, wild horses on crack couldn’t drag this child out of bed. 

On my way to work, the side street I drive down had a huge gaping hole surrounded by orange cones and yellow caution tape.  I was able to go around it on the one side.  Had a car been parked where I drove by it, I would have had to turn around and go all the way back down and cut down another street.  Perhaps a warning sign of some sort was in order…I’m just saying…

When I got to work, it was freezing and I couldn’t get warm and I still had accounts to review…bleh.  I reviewed a bunch of accounts while simultaneously filing some end of year statements that are still pouring in daily. 

I took a break for lunch and ran to the bank and to pick up something to eat.  I got chicken fingers at DQ.  It will be a long time til I do that again.  They made me sick, barfing sick.  I puked my guts up in the bathroom…is that too much information?  Sorry.  I will avoid chicken fingers for a while. 

I am severely pmsing right now and I am annoying myself with how irritated things make me.  I thought I had my pms meds in my purse and went looking for them, but they weren’t there.  Shit.  They kind of help with the irritability.  I guess if I could work uninterrupted, that would be nice and wouldn’t irritate me.  It’s not phone calls that interrupt me either.  I just want to get my work done and not have idle chit chat when I am pmsing, please and thank you.

I also have something weighing on my mind.  I don’t want to talk about it or blog about it right now.  This plus pms makes me seem aloof and miserable…which I am not.  I am just pmsing and trying to figure out how to deal with what’s on my mind is all. 

I think my body and mind need a vacation…some place warm…who would like to volunteer to pay for it and send me off?