I thought I was having a bad day when I woke up late, got some upsetting news, ran to pick up a custom item that TURNS OUT wasn’t ready for pickup, and a homeless man yelled at me for not taking my headphones off (because he was yelling at me).
Then I saw a woman full on face plant while stepping off the bus and I remembered San Francisco kicks all kinds of asses every single day. Mine is not special.
The shining bright light is having a circle of support I can lean on and turn to when I’m feeling low. They lift me up from the proverbial face plant and remind me what truly matters: family, friends, faith, self-care and wine.
Cheers to that!
Today was one of those days where it didn’t seem anything could go right. Let’s recap, shall we?
I tossed and turned all of last night from bad dreams. I don’t like calling them “nightmares,” because I’m not 5 years old, but I woke up multiple times and only got a few hours of actual sleep.
So obviously, I missed my workout class. Good thing I just bought a monthly membership — there goes my one free late cancellation.
It didn’t take long to get ready for work, since most of my stuff is in the women’s locker room at the office. I booked my Chariot ride (PS it’s a shuttle service; I’m fully aware how pretentious it sounds). So I left the house at 830am because I literally couldn’t sleep.
I realize a few minutes in, I’m on the wrong route. I booked the route to my gym, not to work. Stellar. I update my drop-off point to the last stop, because I know there’s yet another route that’ll take me from there to the office.
All morning, I worked on an upcoming presentation. I like independent work, but it’s a rare project where I feel like this:
On to lunchtime! Shoot… I signed up for a webinar, and since my Blue Apron delivery didn’t come last night (a story for another post), I didn’t bring lunch. Thankfully, we just installed a fancy vending machine so I could grab lentil samosas — tastier than they sound — and nosh while muted on the call.
All afternoon, I was in a marathon of meetings. Great when you want the day to go by faster. Not great when each meeting ends with action items and tight deadlines. Commence internal screams.
To cap off the day, I had to reschedule plans with friends I haven’t seen in a while. I usually enjoy canceled plans, because I’m an over-scheduler, but was really looking forward to tonight. The next time we’re all available is mid-July LOL.
Suffice it to say, it was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I won’t be coping with alcohol tonight — much as I may want to — and will instead enjoy the rest of the Warriors game in the background as I work.
Here’s hoping tomorrow will be better, and thanks for sticking with me ✌🏼
Well, friends … this past week sure has been a doozy. From the relentless snow and rain in NYC to the mountain of work that never seems to get any smaller, guess who’s exhausted?
For example, I had EIGHT meetings today. In fear of losing what little sanity I have left, I present an appropriately themed WO: When you have a bad day. Enjoy — and hope to see ya on the other side.
- “The Best Day” – Atmosphere: The upbeat tune of this NSFW-ish jam helps kick off our playlist. Every day can’t be the best day, so just try to make the best of the crap you’re dealt.
- “Bad Day” – Daniel Powter: Well, obviously. It was too easy to not include it! Plus, you know you love this sickly whiny ballad … no judgment if you can’t get through the whole song.
- “If You’re Going Through Hell” – Rodney Atkins: Some folks pooh-pooh at country music, but I find it’s some of the most honest and heartfelt music out there. And who doesn’t love a little twang?
- “Crash and Burn” – Savage Garden: Any respectable fangirl had this duo headline her tween soundtrack. I would buy literally anything these two are selling. Just look at those eyes!
Today was suuuch a Monday.
I had to work. On Presidents’ Day. And, I lost my badge.
My fists clenched every time my obnoxious cubemate opened his mouth or typed
… or breathed.
I stepped in a “present” from my niece.
Think I’ll follow Alexander’s lead and move to Australia.