cornerofmadness

It was actually a good day at work. The test scores weren't that awful. I raced through the lectures and even had the students laughing. at 8:30 AM this is no mean trick

I get home and the irritation starts. I want to make a new necklace so I start. Mom calls me as i'm working. At one point I say, darn I lost count. 'why?' because i'm talking to you. At this point she takes offense and hangs up. WTF. It wasn't like I said it nasty. I gave an honest answer. I was laughing for god's sake. So I call her back because i'm not done talking and it's like i'm talking to a machine. So, fine, be a bitch. Later she calls me back with the info I asked for, still, she might as well be calling a stranger. Okay then.

Then the wine i used to make the vinegarette must have turned. It DISSOLVED the cheese in my salad. That's frightening

Then I over chiled my spicy hot chocolate and after I got the strawberries cut up and went to get the marscapone cheese i bought yesterday out and it was left flakes on my fingers as I pried up the lid...huh? Then i realized someone had been IN it, the seal is broken and it's covered with pink mold. Ewwww. Back it goes

ugh all the little annoyances. I was full of creative energy tonight, still am but i can't focus it. Okay off to focus

ETA - the smoke detector just flung itself off the wall and hit me in the arm

ETA2 - Forgot to thank the moron driving 55 in the fast lane on a 65 mph road pinning me behind and next to the 18 wheeler hauling live pigs. God what a stink. Glad i'm not the trucker