Today was a hard day. I didn't sleep at all last night. Got up and went to the work event which I cannot get into here but is a very important event. Which involves a lot of people in a small face, all excited and running around (heh which totally sounds like I work in porn which sadly is not the truth, but how awesome would that be--to be like a costume designer for porn? imagine your resume! imagine the back story you would have to come up with for your grandmother!) and for whatever reason they did not have the air conditioning on high enough. I was sweaty and flushed and just really never felt good after that.
Ended up puking twice. Yeah. Good times!
After that it was better, I got through the event without humiliating myself which is excellent.
My mother bought me a delightful lunch which was FABULOUS, so that helped.
Took me more than hour to get home--which doesn't sound horrifying until you realize that I was only fifteen miles from my house. By the time I got home my feet were killing me, I was sweaty and tired and I just wanted to lay down. Unfortunately, I had dogs to walk. Dogs who had vomited in their crate and then Darla ROLLED IN IT. Poor thing, it was all dry and crusty and itchy. So we walked. And then she had a bath (FUN! I couldn't get harness off, Buster was taunting her and they ran around and around in the bathroom until I considered just opening the front door and letting them run to Florida. Or in front of a truck. BOTH WOULD BE FINE.
Then I got to clean up puke in a crate. WHEEE!
J was avoiding Friday traffic and got drunk watching baseball. Poor guy had to sit around until he could drive and was worried I would be pissed. PLEASE. You didn't drive drunk, you had fun watching baseball and you are not being a pain in my ass. I am thrilled with you (that is if you get home in time to iron my jacket for Work Event 2 Electric Bugaloo tomorrow and go get my Harry Potter book). What? He isn't my lackey?
But I did get home in time to watch Raffy hit his 3000th hit (and bawl, I am such a damn girl). And eat cereal and now I am going to take a very large sleeping pill and try not to vomit in my mouth.
WHY GOD WHY DO I HAVE TO WORK TOMORROW!?
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