There was a moment around 3 o’clock this afternoon when everything I had eaten up to that point decided to conspire against me and make the rest of my day, for lack of a better word, shitty. The marketing folks at work had decided to do Chinese food for lunch. This, in and of itself probably would have been okay. Problem was, I had already consumed three donuts in the morning and I had an orange sherbet freeze immediately afterward. Things in my gastrointestinal tract were not in good shape. It was not good to be me.
This, of course, made it all the easier to succumb to the standard-issue afternoon anxiety attacks that have been plaguing me lately. By the time I got home to my empty apartment—Stef was already off to Maine to see her brother graduate from high school—I was in the worst of moods. The rest of the evening I drove around doing things to try and distract myself. My car being in the shape it’s in, that actually only added to my anxiety.
Thank God I get to see the shrink tomorrow morning.
The day was also bookended by two updates about friends of mine who I haven’t spoken to in a while. One old friend, who I’d fallen out of touch with after college and been in touch with recently—her mom died. That was sad to hear. I was going to write to her, but I had no idea what to say. On the opposite side of the coin, there was another friend who sent me pictures of her new baby. Mother, father, and baby all seem to be doing well if the pictures are any indication.
I have a friend, who shall remain nameless, who says that all babies are ugly and anyone who tells a new mother otherwise is lying. I actually thought it was a pretty cute baby.
Anyway, that was my day.