It has been a hell of a day.
First of all, let me rant about Daylight Motherfucking Savings for a bit. What the actual fuck, law makers? WHY is it still going in APRIL? I woke up this morning and my entire body was SCREAMING that it was 6am and not 7. MY freaking BODY knows that the clocks shoulda been turned back/forward/around/WHATEVER I NEED MY SLEEP PEOPLE!
Stupid heads should have ended it in March like usual. Damn.
Back to the hell that was today.
I am not even going to go into the majority of it. Just give you the highlights cause I took a few valium to calm the hell down and they should kick in pretty soon.
Firstly, I wander into the place that pays me money to sit on my arse and move paper around and type shit, to find we had just been upgraded to Windows 7.
Yes. Digest that if you can.
With a side of Internet Explorer whatever version because no one but your grandma cares.
And every. fucking. thing. on my desktop was gone. Poof. GONE.
So I had to try and FIND and rebuild shit while dealing with a new computer, new (gaffaw) operating system, different Word, all the excel workbooks fucked cause they are incompatible and all the shit I need fucking gone.
And BTW anyone know how to get my signature to automatically attach to my fucking emails in Lotus Notes?
Add to that menopausal bitches trying to pin their inadequacies on me (kinda hurtful cause I thought she was a friend), the Real Estate dude calling me to talk about my ‘issues’ and I narrowly missed getting hit by a b-double trying to cross a pedestrian crossing after buying some medicinal hot cross buns.
I was in the middle of the crossing when the bastard came barrelling down the hill, slamming on his brakes with literally a metre to spare.
My workmates thought it was HILARIOUS!
But lately they think every thing I do is hilarious because I am still fucking high on the Lyrica bump up. WHEN WILL IT END?!?!
Pick up Boo and make my way home to a stinking hot house cause Maddie wouldn’t return my calls to turn the damn aircon on (again, WHAT THE FUCK is it with this crazy weather?) and just as I peel off my work clothes and chuck on a nothingtouchingmystressswollenbelly kaftan, my friend comes kareening up my driveway.
A friend of ours died and we didn’t even know. Lump in her breast, ended up being nothing but the lung cancer that was lurking in the shadows, quietly snaking and slithering its way around her body, killed her 3 weeks later.
3 weeks. Her boy, just like Boo, has lost his mum. His mum, my friend, dead and buried and I didn’t even know.
Today was awful.
Truly it was.