I’m so over this day. I was over this day hours ago.
First, I slept really late. OK, I had no place to be this morning so it wasn’t a big deal but it still through me off my morning. Then my elbow and knee have been hurting all day as though I twisted them in my sleep. And the first thing I see on my news source is Carrie Fisher died.
After lunch I went to my room and what to my wondering eye should appear but three (3 — THREE!) massive hairballs yacked up on my bed. Merry Christmas, love CDK!
I took Riley to see a movie. Well, that was the plan anyway. We went to the theater and it was crazy busy! I haven’t seen that theater so busy in years! So we wait in line, get our tickets, then go to the massively busy concession stand. Just when it was time for the lady in front of me to order, the cash register broke and it took them several minutes to get the register next to it prepared. There was also no carbonation for the drink machines. When Riley went to fill her cup with a non-carbonated beverage, we got separated in the crowd. It took me a good 10 minutes to find her! I was about to freak out and start yelling for her! I asked the ticket-takers at the door and one of them had seen a girl in a blue coat with hood sitting outside theater 2. The same movie was playing there but it started half an hour earlier. Our movie was in theater 16. I find her sitting on the floor by the doors completely in tears. I tried to talk her down so we could continue on to our movie but she was close to full autistic meltdown mode. Fortunately I was able to get the tickets refunded and we left.
We stopped at the Dollar Tree on our way home and I got AA batteries for the new clock I got for Christmas and a frame for the picture Riley drew me for Christmas. Once home, I fix up the clock and hang it on the hook, replacing my Grandmother’s Kinkade print. Two minutes later it falls and the frame broke. My dad was trying to adjust the frame to glue it back on when the whole thing shattered and the glass facing broke. So now I have a plain circle with Roman numerals for a clock. Sigh.
Then I put my picture in the frame and left it sitting on the coffee table to take to my room later. Glad (CoDependent Kitty) curled up on it. When he got up Fursley decided to give it a try. Fursley is nearly 10 pounds heavier. He broke the glass.
Seriously. What? Fine. Whatever. I got myself some chocolate milk (rice milk, of course, damn food “sensitivities”). And ended up spilling it all over my favorite pajama pants, my shirt from Riley’s school, and the chair I was sitting in.
I’m really just so over this day. Seriously. Maybe someone put a curse on my day. Maybe it’s because today is December 27. Maybe I was just due for a rotten day. All I know is I’m done! I’m going to get ready for bed now. I haven’t put the mattress protector (yes, the cat yack soaked all the way through) or sheets back on my bed yet but right now I don’t care! I need to put this day behind me and try again tomorrow!