Monday, November 15, 2010

A Bad Day

For a Monday, today sucked ass! It started with a day from hell at the office and got progressively worse as the day wore on. The culminating moment came at the end of the day. I heard from someone that upset me very much. And then my impulsiveness took over and I did something I shouldn't have. I didn't think about it or analyze it, no, that would be too rational and as you all know, I'm anything but rational! So of course, I berated myself for doing what I know I shouldn't have. And I cried. Mostly, I cried because I miss something that is no longer in my life. But I also cried because I was angry at myself for being so weak. Sigh, I told myself no more boo-hooing after today. Enough of this insanity! I'm putting my big girl panties on, drying my tears and letting today go. Tomorrow is another day and even though work is still going to drive me insane and I still want to poke my boss in the eyeballs, and this person I'm missing well, will still be missed, I'm determined to move forward.

And now, I'm off to put a cold compress on my eyes, good night!

7 comments:

SB said...

im sorry you had a bad day. I hate Mondays anyways. There's a curse on them, i swear. Just to undo that,
you should treat yourself tomorrow!!

dont be too hard on yourself. Missing something that was a part of you, is natural. So we do stupid things ....so what.

and tomorrow, poke your boss in his eyeballs. poke them goooodddddd. ( mentally ofcourse) I once got so mad at those two dumbasses who raid my fridge all the time i poked one of them in his OTHER balls. meahahha. ( unfortunately that did nothing for them them fools!!

high five sista! keep yer chin up.

Tristan said...

Yeah, Mondays are inherently evil. Sorry to hear that yours sucked so bad. But just think that when you wake up, it will be Tuesday. And everyone knows that Tuesday is significantly more awesome (because 1, it's not Monday, and 2, it's just that much closer to the weekend) and less evil.

Oh, and I found you through your comment on Jennifer's Pen and Paper blog.

Have a good one!

ISRAEL CARRASCO said...

Do what I do when I have a shitty day: Drink Wine and enjoy music. Also try to find the humor in tragedy. It's there!

KayC, The Quiet Storm said...

Must have been SOMETHING about Monday because mine sucked as well!

There is nothing wrong with tears at times. They help to clean the mind, get it out and help you start over. As long as you don't wallow, a good cry every now and then is good for the soul ;)

Yvonne said...

LD - Thanks for your encouraging words! And actually, I treated myself last night on my drive home. I stopped at the mall and bought something outlandishly expensive and pretty -for me! :)

Tristan - Thanks for dropping by, do come back! We think alike, I'm already counting down the days to Friday! :)

KayC- Thanks for dropping in! And I'm sorry you had a bad day as well! I hope it gets better for you! Crying is good for the soul and sometimes, we all need that. You're so right!

Israel - I can always count on you to make me laugh so hard my stomach starts to hurt! "Humor in tragedy, it's there." --bahahahhaa!
Wine and music -GREAT combo!

Cinderita said...

Oh. That doesn't sound like a good day at all. If it helps at all, my day was over all great, and then last night it came crashing down. Oh it's definitely post worthy don't you worry. But I got through the badnes within an hour or so but swear I look as though I cried all night. I'm sorry that you had such a poor day. Monday's are usually my favorite day of the week because that's the day we get to use to say how the week will go. And sometimes, it doesn't work like that. Boo. I hope you poked your boss in the eyeballs just for fun and that you drank wine while you did it! xx

The Frisky Virgin said...

Yvonne! I'm so sorry you had such an awful day. I hate days like that. Whoever upset you doesn't deserve your tears--remember that. I know, it's easier said than done. *hugs* I hope you are feeling better.

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