Day 318
Yes, it’s been one of those days.
I, unheard of for me, was up at 7 a.m. to greet Mr. Sump Pump man who was installing my new sump pump. Don’t ask. Another zillion dollars literally down the drain. Sigh. The Money Pit house continues to suck big bucks out of me.
Anyway … here I am 18 hours later wondering what I did all day other than spend money on a machine that I don’t know anything about … other than I need it.
This morning, I thought I’d try a “new do” and add some shine gel to my hair before “styling” … which is pretty hilarious because I don’t actually style. Well, no sooner did I have the hair gel off my hands and in my hair than I realized I had a Gomez Addams thing going on. Not exactly attractive on a female (or anyone else for that matter). I tried rinsing it out and re-styling and shampooing it out and re-styling … and well, it changed a bit and let’s just say I walked around looking like k.d. lang most of the day. Not my best look.
I had allergic reactions all day long to … ???? Something. My bottom lip has been itchy and puffed out all day. I’m giving Mick Jagger a run for his money! What did I eat? Did I pet the cat? I don’t KNOW!
But between the hair and the puffed lip … I’m super attractive today! Cindy Crawford … watch out!
I decided to run up to The Gap after tutoring to pick up a hat that I had the clerk put on hold for me for Sam. I saw it in a magazine and decided I was tired of practical gifts and this one would be completely and utterly frivolous and fun. It was a white, faux fur, Elmer Fudd, trapper hat … and so hideously awful looking I now understand why it was shown NOT on a model and why it was half off. I tried it on and it looked like a giant furry marshmallow atop my head. At least it covered my Gomez-lang look though! (I did NOT get it!)
It ONLY took me an hour to find the store and it was well worth the 7 minutes I was actually in it! On the way home, I got lost and was coasting on empty because that part of the universe apparently has banned gas stations in the area because they aren’t fancy enough or pretty enough or bring in enough revenue or something. I finally found a station … driving on fumes … and thought I’d pull into the Popeye’s Chicken next door to eat something because I was pretty sure I hadn’t had any food all day. They didn’t have what I wanted. How can a chicken place run out of chicken?
So … I came home, fed the animals and before I could turn around … the cat puked up dinner … on my pretty area rug. Nice!
I thought I’d round out such a special day by re-painting the two closet doors that I painted last night. The white I painted was supposed to be white-white … like the rest of the gloss paint/trim I’ve painted. But somehow this can is more yellow. So … the doors looked stupid. So, I decided I’d paint them the color of the walls instead … so I did.
Or so I thought. I have 3 beiges in this house and I picked the wrong can … so, though beige, the doors are darker than the beige on the walls.
I just can’t seem to win today.
Time for bed cuz it’s just been … one of those days.