Monday, August 30, 2010

bad day

First, slide my 40 pound back pack down my arm and break my favorite watch.
They don't even make it in this color anymore. :(

Next, takes me three hours to get home because of this.
Good bye $$

Come home and find that the cat did this
on Gwenny's bed!!

Now my head is pounding from crying all afternoon.
Weekend please come soon!!


Emily said...

So sorry! :(

Amy said...

sorry. love ya :)

MediocreMama said...

Hope things are better by now. Those days are THE WORST. Usually good ones come after the really bad ones, though. Hang in there...

Oh and p.s. first freaking place in your age division? Ummmm not sure if I belong on your Ragnar team but I guess it's your fault you invited me. Be prepared.