I'll spare you the details, but the summary is this: my day ended up being a total juggling act. I ended up with waaay more work than time to do it in, and it was a challenge to keep all the balls in the air at once.
I did my best to keep calm. To be honest, I'm pretty impressed with myself and my triage skills. A year or two ago, a day like this would've brought out my worst side. Pretty sure I would've acted like it was the end of the world.
Today? It was just a shitty day.
We all have them.
Thank goodness for my level head, for my friends who let me vent (for a mere 25 cents a rant), for the bottle of chianti that V brought home, and for the pizza delivery guy who made dinner a no-brainer.
|BLT pizza from Big Island pizza. That's mayo swirled over the top, lettuce and tomato.|
It's good stuff, Maynard!
Tomorrow will be better. It has to be.