Do you ever have one of those days? One of those ‘nothing is going to work, I’m going to fuck everything up and ruin everything I touch, I really want to cry but I refuse to let anyone see me so I’ll stubbornly fight tears until I’m physically and emotionally exhausted’ days? That was today for me.
I have a bizarre tenderness all around the right side of my face, partly stemming from three separate toothaches and partly stemming from a mystery pain in my right eye/socket. Maybe the ghost was beating me up in my sleep again, bastard. I forgot my name tag, and when I got to work, I couldn’t seem to do anything right. My boss was quietly exasperated with me in a way that made me feel even more shitty about my own uselessness and I was sorely tempted to quit on the spot, money to live on be damned. When the day finally ended, I got home to find a fine in the mail and a notice to tell me that I had once again forgotten to arrange a time for FedEx to deliver a package for me.
I’m trying to remind myself that the day is over and I don’t have to worry about anything else, but my head is still in pain and in the back of my mind is the niggling issue of having lost my expensive prescription sunglasses somewhere. They’ve been missing for weeks, and it’s really starting to bother me. Ugh. Some days it’s just not worth getting out of bed.
But, on the positive side, I only have three more days left in this work week. And I’m finally getting more work done on one of my larger tattoos on Saturday, so if the rest of the week is as bad as today was, at least I have something to look forward to. I hope you all had a better Tuesday than I did, and if anyone has any hugs to spare, toss a couple my way.