So long Friday

I am having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

Not really, but my list of complaints reads like the Alexander book.

Check it.

Adam hit my foot while I was dead asleep and startled me awake. I hate being startled awake.

Viktor didn't cooperate this morning causing me to be frazzled and sweaty and really really late. I hate feeling rushed and being late.

My bagel was messy, my hair is frizzy and gues who almost forgot to put on deodarant?

I think I'll move to Australia.

I keep having to take off my earring for phone calls like a power suit, clip-on wearing 80s business woman and I hate earrings.

My pants are too big, my shirt is ill-fitting and my face feels greasy.

How's that for some Friday chatter?

I am SO looking forward to this weekend! My parents are coming into town. We're going to check out a craft show that benefits the local high school marching band and having a family portrait done. Plus, I got a bunch of laundry done this week and feel accomplished. Always look on the bright side of life. Badoo, ba-doop, ba-doo, ba-doo...