My god, today was just a day I do not want to have to deal with again. Thank god it’s over, and, my god, what a cliche a horrible Monday is, but alas. Woke up, went to George’s house to pick up a paper to send to the lender, and his alarm code just *poof* disappeared from my head. And the alarm went off. Somehow, I managed to put in the correct code before the alarm company was alerted. Nevertheless, a shreiking alarm is not the most pleasant beginning to the day. (Not counting alarm clocks which suck every day.)

Got to work, and was unable to get to the piles and piles of crap I have to deal with, because of requests by my superiors to deal with other crap. Stressed me out. Was in a horrible mood all day at work. Lucky colleagues I have.

(Did I mention I’m horribly sore from the half marathon I walked yesterday with little training?)

Get home from work, eat dinner, la la la, all is well, go to George’s, but had to go back home to get my glasses. Getting grapes out of fridge and enormous cockroach scurries across kitchen counter. Leave grapes, bolt out of house. Beg George to go to my house and get it. (Or at least rescue the three pounds of grapes I had only purchased on Saturday.) After mission to kill roach is unsuccessful (but Operation: Grapes is roaring success), we go back to George’s house (do you think I’m going to stay at my house when a giant killer roach is on the loose? I should feel bad that I left my cat at its mercy, but she will probably find and befriend it, as usual.) and as I am preparing to wash my face, my diamond pendant goes down the drain. I am hysterical, but George wrestles the pipes free and rescues my pendant. Am going to take it to be thoroughly cleaned by the jeweler tomorrow. The crud that was down his sink. Bleccchh. (But good practice for homeownership.)

Yes, these are all relatively minor, petty, materialistic things to be so concerned about.

Will finish this later…