That Chloroform Gave Me A Headache...

I swear, I really did used to be good at thinking positively. Over the past month, in fact, I became annoyingly chipper and upbeat about life.

Then life bitchslapped me and it's been all downhill from there. And today was just...no.

Attempting to find articles and advice on how to make or fix a budget found me nothing but how to budget around children, around saving for a house, or with actual salaries instead of minimum-wage level jobs. Tried out a free online thing, but it was so buggy that I almost threw my computer across the room from frustration.

Gave that up and moved on to the next item on the day's list: printing out a photo. Just one. That's all I wanted. But the brand new ink that we just bought for the sole purpose of printing photos? Not compatible with the printer. And I thought it was, so I spent most of my day trying to figure out how to fix it. It wasn't until Ryan got home that we figured out that salesperson at Best Buy had been wrong.

Dug out the receipt to return it: expired four days ago.

As we got ready to go to Best Buy anyway, I did something bad to my back causing it to be miserable for several hours.

Fortunately, Ryan has become a retailese expert, plus we were nice to the return desk people and didn't want a full return, so it was as easy as finding the correct ink.

That was the start of an upturn in the evening: exchanged ink without a fuss; looked for something at Toys R' Us and enjoyed the visit immensely despite not being to find it; found the perfect thing at the candy/stuffed animal store in the mall; got to sit in a couple of nice cars being displayed in the mall and daydream about the future a little bit; came home to find that today's photo has been reblogged; back felt better; started making a breakfast-dinner with Ryan.

Then we discovered that we only had enough eggs for the pancakes but not to eat, the bacon took forever to cook and never got very chewy let alone crispy, and my pancake skills were just in the basement and I kept burning or messing them up in several fun ways.

Not to mention the people drama going on all over the place that I can't even begin to get into.

I'm done. I need a vacation. I need the world to just STOP for a day--ONE DAY--so I can catch my breath and find my way back to the driver's seat instead of being tied up and gagged in the trunk.

Oy...