Over the lovely weekend:
- Caught up on about four hours of DVRed television.
- Tried out a Redbox rental kiosk for the first time.
- Saw Casino Royale. Liked it. Was totally worth the $1.06 rental fee.
- Realized that it was the first Bond flick I’d seen from beginning to end. Resolved to see Goldeneye at some point.
- Had delicious dinners of barbecue chicken with cornbread and broccoli mac and cheese gratin.
- Got a glimpse of why people enjoy watching hockey when high-definition television magically revealed the puck to me.
- Reorganized a closet to more efficiently store staples of paper products, candles, light bulbs, and other random household goods that are completely necessary in a moment of crisis.
This morning:
- Woke up at some ungodly hour of night with intense pain in my left eye, which was bloodshot and watering profusely. Staggered to the bathroom to get some eye drops.
- Woke up at the sound of my alarm with the same pain, plus a stuffy nose.
- Asked JG why he was walking so funny. Was concerned to hear that he had mysterious, intense pain in his hips and could barely walk, but he had to go into school today to give tests.
- Tried eye drops again, but the eye was terribly sensitive to light. Instant headache. Pushed glasses onto my face to walk Ted.
- Stepped out in the pouring rain and driving wind, which was only mitigated by the knowledge that I did not have to drive to work today.
- Passed my carpool partner’s car and saw that he had a flat tire. Left JG a voicemail to please not take my car because I would probably need to drive.
- Briefly considered throwing in the towel on being put-together today, but instead made a small effort in the hopes that it would make me feel better. It did, just slightly.
- Got a call from my carpool partner, Joe, about the flat tire. Cheerfully agreed to drive, gritting my teeth all the while.
- Took some allergy medicine and ibuprofen to stave off the attractive bloodshot eye and ensuing headache.
- Gritted my teeth again when Joe asked if we could stop for coffee, since he didn’t have time to make some at home, and even though I wouldn’t buy anything. Felt like a chauffeur while waiting in the parking lot of the coffee place.
I am now freezing in my office. My left eyelid is drooping, hag-like, and I must have taken the two dud pills from the ibuprofen bottle. Any eye make-up I applied is destined to run off into tissues from dabbing at my eye or smudge into my face. Five o’clock seems like a long time from now.
Monday, I want a do-over.
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Oh dear! Hope the rest of your day goes better.
Yikes!
You are totally a trooper.
Allergies stink!
Antics like that are exactly why I’m wary of participating in a car pool. Not because I’d be stuck waiting for some slob to get coffee, but probably because I’d be the slob demanding the coffee, unaware that I had put a seething cauldron on the fire, and it was only a matter of time before it boiled over.
I remember that Goldeneye was a fun film, but that might have been because I was in high school at the time.
Oh Lord, can you go home? Is there any possible way? Also: I cannot find words to express how impressed I am that you A) still walked Ted B) noticed that your carpooling partner had a flat tire C) called your JG to stave off the carpooling fiasco that would have certainly been, and D) WENT TO WORK. AT ALL.
You are such a better person than me
What a terrible Monday! Grr… it is cold and rainy, here, too, and I just feel like I should be at home, snuggled in my bed, watching bad television.
How did you like your Redbox experience? I haven’t seen any around here to test out.
Also, I’m with Elise- I don’t think I could have handled the rest of the day after that morning!
Awww! Bummer of a Monday! I hope the rest of your day goes better and that your allergies clear up soon! Hang in there!
Yuck! Like Mondays need to be even worse! I don’t like them anyway!
Here’s to a better Tuesday for you!
What a yucky Monday. I hope things get better for the rest of the week!
Sorry you had a bad Monday and all, but I am having trouble getting past the fact that you’ve only seen one Bond movie all the way through. I was raised on Bond movies and it was always a big family event to go see the new ones whenever they came out. Nothing like shoving our brains under our seats for a couple hours of gratuitous sex and violence to bring a family together! (And I mean that in the best way possible — I love my childhood Bond memories!)
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