My computer at work fried. That happens, too. I had my data backed up because it is always a possibility.
Jer’s grandfather had an emergency surgery yesterday, he pulled through like a champ, but it was quite a scare.
I think there was something else that had me blue. How quickly one forgets… I had a tantrum because MQD “doesn’t like me.” All in all, I had a shit day. Nothing permanent. All things that I had either prepared for, could have predicted or that turned out okay in the end.
I tried to buy a pair of shoes to cheer me up. I couldn’t find anything I liked so I ended up with fat lady underwear and a black tshirt.
Last night I was fed up with my bad mood. I was done wallowing. I made mashed potatoes. I painted pink and green glitter on to my fingernails. I took Em, MQD and the dog out for a walk. This morning I have listened to Jerry Garcia sing “Teddy Bear Picnic” about nine times.
It’s Friday. I won’t be moving anything in to my new house this weekend. I won’t be painting our bedroom. I am slightly behind at work. Jack is still in the hospital. But I will eat mashed potatoes. At a Teddy Bear Picnic. With glittery fingernails. And MQD likes me. He might even like-like me. But I’m not pushing my luck. I am wearing fat lady underpants afterall.