you know those days? my law-school friend heather used to call them ebola days: when you wake up with bad hair and, by the end of the day, so much has gone wrong that you think that all that's left is ebola.
i had one of those today. nothing huge, just little things. (and yes, i am full of the linkies today.)
i've been having REEEEEALLY sad dreams. like, wake up sweating with drenched sheets and pillows and in tears or near them. can't shake the sadness. reeeeally sad. i'm-failing-the-world dreams. stuff like that. and then i wake up, and i cannot shake the feeling.
so this morning, since i had zero work, i headed for lunch at the shop. traffic made me cranky. everybody was the worst driver in the world. and the people who weren't driving were the worst pedestrians in the world. and they were all wearing the worst clothes in the world. and the wait at panera for our food order was the longest in the world. and the not-baked-but-regular chips i got were the worst order-filler's error in the world. and the enormous fountain drink i was transporting was the most inconvenient thing in the world. and so on like that.
in the car, i thought that maybe it's me worrying about my little brother that's got me so...whatever i am. i want a do-over. i want him to be a little tiny boy again and we do things differently, and i live in virginia and see him every sunday for dinner and he grows up with no setbacks and becomes a pro goalie and lives happily ever after.
and i am sad that there's no do-over. it all makes me very, very, very sad. i love him so much.
and then i realized that, although i *am* indeed sad about those things, i also have the pms. so. that explains a LOT.
so i was bitchybitchy all day (even more than i realized i was being--my poor shop friends, i'm so sorry i subjected you to me today!). frustrated at every turn. cranky. argumentative.
naturally, i started a new project. which went *GREAT*, let me tell you. i only had to rip and re-crochet every.single.row. literally. but i have the pattern down now, thanks to steven [edited to fix linky!] and carla.
thank god for my friends. i cannot imagine life without these people. anna, yvonne, monica, teri--everyone was great today. (of course, if you are a lady, you know that the flip side of the bitchy is the sentimental and weepy, which is apparently the state i'm in now.)
but the happy visited tonight, too. when i got home, andrew, the dogs, and jack-jack greeted me at the door, as they always do, and one canNOT be cranky around labs. you just can't. wagging tails, velvety ears, big loving brown eyes, giant panting smiles. there is no room left for sads in the room.
and andrew said, "you got a package from lisa." squee! i knew that this would bring me happies. so i opened the package (as she knew that i would: i cannot wait, not ever) and found four.awesome.things. of course, being in my hyper-get-organized mode, i have put them all away and didn't take pictures. but i shall describe them to you and the joy they brought me.
thing 1 was a pretty little fancy box containing a button that said "happy camper" on it. well, really it said "happy" and then had a picture of a little oval camper-trailer. but you know. SO CUTE.
we both love campers and fancy ourselves trekking about the country in them in our twilight years.
that's twilight as in old enough to trek about the country all the time, not twilight as in edward/bella/whatever the other one is.
thing 2 was the goose book. the goose book is a little blank book that we bought in a tiny little book shop 25 years ago or so. well, it was blank when we bought it. and it has geese printed all over the cover (hence the name). in it, we write questions to which we cannot imagine the answers. i shall share some some time when i get the book back off the shelf on which i have already placed it. right now i am teh tired. anyway, the point of the book is that we have been swapping it back and forth for 25 years and think of things to put in it from time to time, and whoever has the book at that time has to remember to jot that down.
we are easily entertained.
thing 3 was some lip balm i'd left behind on my last visit to see her.
which was awesome.
the visit. the lip balm is also awesome. but you know. visits are better than makeup.
and thing 4 was a natalie dee t-shirt that proclaimed, "cupcake + multivitamin = super breakfast!"
so naturally, i am happier now. still weepy and sentimental but looking forward to ice-cream pie for dinner (= super dinner!) and working on some knitting and chilling. and going to bed early. and getting some work done tomorrow.
and such as.