Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Bad Day, Better Night
Thanks are due to Jack Handy for the above bit of wisdom.
I had a shitty day today. I barely slept last night, missed two buses getting up to school, and then realized my counselling appointment was actually at 2, not 2:30, so I missed that and was stuck at school with no books or dissertation materials. I tried to hit payroll to get some money they owe me but they'd moved to a complex off the actual campus (what fucking genius decided PAYROLL should be a 15 minute walk from every other employee resource on campus? I mean, come on. Really.).
At that point I was ready to randomly smash terracotta pots, because they break nicely. Or scream -- screaming almost always helps.
Luckily things started looking up once I checked my department mailbox. A cheque was waiting for me -- glorious money! -- for the money payroll owed me, so I didn't have to trek to the new payroll office. Then I chatted with the grad chair and he made me feel human, smart and normal. Then I caught a bus that only comes 5 times a day to my bank and pharmacy. Then I walked home and actually enjoyed the walk.
I went for a run after getting home and it felt so effing good. Now I'm resting my feet in a snazzy massaging foot bath thing and having some wine. I'm still a bit frazzled, but I'm feeling better. I don't have that nasty I'm Going to Vomit or Cry or Beat Someone feeling I had earlier today. I don't feel like a complete loser because I wrote down the wrong time for an appointment. I don't think everything is falling apart because I missed the bus. Small things, but good things.
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