I should have taken the flock of wild turkeys crossing my path as I drove to work as a hint from the universe and turned around and gone home!
A good man and good friend of the family died of lung cancer.
There were crises upon crises at work, and I'm finding that I do not function well with Mom out of the office for extensive periods.
I forgot my lunch and the soup of the day downstairs was broccoli cheddar (ick).
I ran out of antidepressant on Saturday.
In the line at the drive-through pharmacy, I was stuck inbetween two cars for fifteen minutes. Then when I got to the window, the pharmacy tech was moving like a glacier. If someone was in her way, she didn't go around them, she waited. She searched everywhere twice for my prescription, went back to the computer in between each location, and finally had to ask for help. It had been another seven minutes by the time she found it and ten by the time I was out of there.
The dogs were so hyper they nearly broke my fingers as I was trying to take Mouse off the chain and put Little Miss Piggie Pie on it.
When I took off my brand new earrings, one of them fell apart.
I would say the week got better, but since I woke up at 5 this morning with my third migraine in ten days, I can't. It's not getting worse, that's all.
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