Signs and portents

So I woke up yesterday just way too much of a heckin boss, what with the getting to work right on time, and getting out of work before five, and then actually cooking real proper food when I got home. I had even woken BEFORE my alarm went off, though admittedly this had more to do with me waking up thinking it was Tuesday and slightly panicking about whether or not I’d turned my Office Day alarm back on after my vacation and of god how late was I anyway–—

Which turned out to be oddly prescient, what with managing to sleep straight through all three alarms this morning, not waking until about half an hour after I was supposed to be at work. And then proceeded to have what could be considered A Heck of a Morning, if I may use the technical term. Scrambling to get coffee, a portable breakfast, and barely remembering my lunch (the aforementioned actual real food I made yesterday) and my allergy pill and my doctor-mandated supplements (I’m iron and Vitamin D deficient because of course I am, this entire body I inhabit is a complete trash bin that some jackwagon set on fire just because I didn’t have enough problems in the first place) and did I feed everyone and does Ben have plenty of water because he drinks like, all of the water, I don’t know how he doesn’t just float away sometimes. (Or maybe he’s just an enormous floof of a dog, idk)

Then to add insult to injury, just as I was getting ready to head out the door, my lunch slid itself right out of my bag and absolutely shattered all over the kitchen floor. And it was in a glass container so I had to especially careful cleaning it up so BenBen wouldn’t be hoovering up shards of glass all day because that is a vet bill I definitely cannot afford right now.

Then I got to work (only an hour and a half late!) and apparently some skeevy punk threatened one of my coworkers because she wouldn’t sell him tobacco products so that was fun and ate up a good half hour as I went over security video for the police officer who dealt with that.

Then I had to stay after I finished the paperwork and the new girl was listening to the absolute worst selection of pop Christmas and redneck chick country music until I wanted to discus toss her phone into the highway.

Also I realized as I was pulling into my driveway afterwards that I totally spaced on my house insurance payment so *waves goodbye to that extra ten bucks*

Yeesh. Anyway, plants to water!