Tuesday, October 04, 2005

And THEN...


[Continued from Last Blog]

So, I'm still at the park, in the woods, actually, feeling self-righteous for saving a life, when my son called me, and we ended up getting in a COMPLETELY ridiculous argument over a baseball mitt. It's a long story, but we both were right—BY GOD!—so neither one of us would apologize, and I ended up leaving the park wah-wah-ing like a 2 year old child.

The day went from bad to worse: I had walked off some stress so I could work on the new part-time job tonight.... I'd gotten the go-ahead to purchase software, begin working...only to find that I'd left my laptop at work

I *think.*

The electronic doorlocks are not working on my car. I cannot remember if I manually locked the door. I was so upset when I left work, I have no recollection of whether I had my laptop on my shoulder or not. I'm drawing a complete blank.

HENCE: my laptop is either at work, or stolen.

I do not have security codes to get into the building. I don't know what to do now, but start some laundry, and pour some Pinot Grigio from the 1/2 bottle I have left.

My friend Momo calls me, and she asks me to come out (everyone's here!) and feel better. I tell her no thank you; I have mascara running down my cheeks, and I'm having a glass of wine and enjoying a good hard pout. I love, love, love that she called me, but I'm teary and emotional and .. gah! I'll stay here and do housework, I say.

I head back to my bottle of wine, for another glass (constructive, I know, but it seemed like a good idea at the time).

Hm. You see the photo.

Sighhhhhhhhhhhh. Tomorrow will be a better day, yes?

P.S. The kid came home and we hashed out our lives. There is no conclusion to The End.

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  6. you've had a rough rough day. i'm sorry. want some Xanax?

    :)

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  7. It doesn't look like the little sucker drank much. Strain him out and have another glass of wine.

    You have lots of friends that love you, your laptop is at work and tomorrow will be a better day.

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  8. V.A.E.: Sniff. I dunno. Does it have flies in it?

    PP: Strain him out? I thought I'd be a man, and eat him, like the worm in a bottle of tequila!

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  9. yeah, you've had about as bad a day you can have. Thank goodness those are few and far between.

    I think Princess P is right: your laptop is at work. When you get there it will be right where you forgot you left it.

    Until then, cheers! At least you didn't drown in it!

    love you!

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  10. Eat it, eat it, eat it!!!!

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  11. RE: "Eat it, eat it, eat it!!!!" - - the alcohol probably killed any germs from the fly...or maybe you could have been a "fly whisperer" and saved it. But, one life per day is probably enough. :0)

    I'm glad you and the kid hashed it out. He's a good onion (when he wants to be).

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  12. Bug in your drink?? I FEEL YOUR PAIN!!

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