“The day was ill-omened from the beginning; one of those unlucky days when every little detail seems to go wrong and one finds oneself engaged in a perpetual and infuriating strife with inanimate objects. How truly fiendish the sub-human world can be on these occasions! How every atom, every cell, every molecule, seems to be leagued in a maddening conspiracy against the unfortunate being who has incurred its obscure displeasure!” ―Anna Kavan
“Outside the windows the day was bright: golden sunshine, blue sky, pleasant wind…I wanted to punch the happy day in the face, grab it by the hair, and beat it until it told me what the hell it was so happy about.” ―Ilona Andrews
No Matter How…
“No matter how bad a day you’re having, especially in a professional setting, don’t EVER take it out on people you’re supposed to be helping. It’s beyond unprofessional and it makes people see a side of you that you’ll never be able to get back.” -Lisa Marino
Talking with a friend and laughing over the goofiest shit for hours. She knows who she is. 🙂
Receiving the autographed Scott Stapp CD “Proof Of Life” that I won when someone else backed out of Walmart’s Soundcheck Giveaway. The CD is signed in gold and an enormous poster promoting the CD and the Soundcheck interview came separately. The poster is beautiful. All in all, a pretty cool win, and my second score during the holidays via a Facebook giveaway. I encourage people to enter these things, you never know what you might win. My first win shocked me and totally made my month. This win was a really lovely surprise. 🙂
Receiving toys for Baby V, handmade by Megan @ https://www.etsy.com/shop/PeonyCrochet
I took photos of all of the toys and will be showcasing them with Verity as soon as I can catch her. After I took the photos, with her permission, of course, she resumed sniffing and inspecting the toys. First she simply tried stealing the package right out of my hands. Anything with bells, man, she’ll attack you for playtime. Then she systematically snatched one right off my bed, and ran off with it in her mouth. She’s a toy beast, and she’s obsessed with these. If you have pets, check out Megan’s store on Etsy and see if she can make you something that your pet will love. V is picky, but she LOVES these. I tried taking it from her to throw it (I had to lock the others away, she tried getting into the envelope. Megan, I swear she smells Chester!) and she nearly tore my hand off. Possessive little shit. THANK YOU SO MUCH MEGAN! You know how much this means to me. 🙂
Crappy part of my day? Not (legally) being able to shoot the plumber that showed up and tried to gauge me for a job that is 3/4’s cheaper than what he quoted me. The asshole then has the balls to charge me a service fee for coming out, when all he did was look in my back yard. He calls that a diagnosis of the problem?! I beg to fucking differ! I got my service fee back right away, called someone else, and hopefully this fucking mess will be handled tomorrow by one company or another. Whoever gets here first and honors the price I was originally quoted is the one that gets my business, otherwise murders WILL be committed. I am so sick of this shit. How hard is it to be where you say you will be in a timely fashion? I understand some jobs are much bigger than mine, therefore mine is lower priority since it’s not as much money, but don’t blow me off for DAYS and expect me to be all sweetness and light. Not going to happen.
Here’s hoping, and praying, that tomorrow leads to better days, better situations, and more reasons to smile.
I have been in an excruciating amount of pain for quite some time, which is why I haven’t written a post in a few weeks. As soon as things taper down to a dull roar, I will be back with a few pieces I have been working on. Two are serious matters that need to be confronted, one of which I am asking for open calls on advice. Some subjects make all of my awareness buttons go off in alarm. It’s a little scary how stupidly accepting people are of absolute strangers here on the Internet. I don’t want to give anything away, I’ve worked hard on this stuff, but some of it is scary shit.
Thank you to all my new readers for joining me on my journey here. Please feel free to read and comment, as you are all welcome to do so. If you don’t know me, please ask before reblogging something. It’s just common courtesy.
Speak with you all soon!
When You Want To Scream…
“There will always be bad days, truly bad days. You’ll be battling the worst of your pain, something in the house with break or act up, the tiniest thing will piss you off, and yet, when you ask for help, the only thing you’ll get are excuses and people having tantrums at you. It’s perfectly ok to do your best, take a break, scream, have a mini fit (You just tried fixing it for an hour to no avail, you’ve earned the fit!), and then come back an hour or two later and ‘Get It Done’. In the grand scheme of things, you are your own best friend and your own ‘Ms. Fix It’.” -Rachel Locke
How Many Days….
“How many days have left you in tears, wondering, and not fully comprehending, why people feel the need to tear you down to bits and lie to your face about things that do not pertain to the matter at hand…?” -Rachel Locke
*This was 100% the afternoon I had, as I testified on my own behalf to get my health insurance reinstated. I walked out in tears and now my fate rests in the hand of a judge (and my doctor FINALLY getting off his ass and submitting my complete medical file. He’s had an entire year to do this, and I’m fed up with the bullshit. There’s simply no excuse at this point!). I desperately need the medication I was previously taking for the Fibromyalgia and my health benefits on a whole so I can get everything else regarding my health (migraines, neck injury, hip injury, etc.) to some semblance of ok, as opposed to “normal”. Nothing is perfect, but this shit set me back YEARS because I was in the midst of trying to stabilize the pain on all fronts and then this crap happened. My benefits were unceremoniously cut off a year ago without any warning whatsoever, which in this particular situation, is illegal. Two companies are blaming the other as opposed to either of them taking responsibility, but all I want is my benefits so I can get my medication again. I shouldn’t have had to explain myself or discuss my medical history or answer ridiculous questions as if I committed a fucking crime when someone else is the screw-up, not me. I had to keep my temper in check and remind myself that I do not look good in orange. UHHHHHH!!! I sincerely hope everyone else’s day was far superior. I wouldn’t wish this crap on ANYONE!!*
Bad Day Inspiration
This is an amazing song. I’m coming off a bad week and having a lousy day (toothaches are some of the worst pain EVER!), but this gives me hope that as I continue to “Live And Let God”, things will start clicking into place in the right ways. I’m not going down without an epic fight!!