It seriously has not been my week. It feels too
early to be getting close to sailing the crimson river, sorry for the TMI.
Boundaries? What are those?
Starting off, one of my fish tanks at work got a
fungal infection, so it started killing off all my red tail sharks. Great,
that's lovely on it's own. It's even better because six tanks are connected to
the same water so I had to treat every single one of the tanks. I'm not sure
why they decided to make the color of the medicine green, which turns the tank green,
but thanks for that one guys. So my manager kept telling me to get them back to
"working order". Uh, sir, yeah they are in working order. If you want
them to survive then let me do my thing, if not I'll clean them up and you can
go down for fish loss. Idiot.
Then I got home from having girl time and I get greeted by Tom with,
"we have to talk." Nobody likes those words. Then, he didn't talk. He
just walked me outside to a massacre. Of my beloved strawberry plant. All over
my deck, and the ones that are still hanging on are basically just stems. I had
a red strawberry. I was so proud. And then my husband's dumb mutt destroyed
them. I've jokingly thought about murdering my dogs when they do things that make me mad, but I considered sending him to the pound there for a minute. I am still mad.
Just now, I tried paying my power bill online and it kept saying that my password was wrong, so I tried to reset it and it told me my security question answer was wrong. Pretty sure my mom's maiden name has never ever changed. I'm beyond irritated. Everyone should walk on the other side of the street from me right now...
If you want an accurate way of telling what kind of mood I am in, just type in "Grumpy Cat Memes" on Pinterest. That's me right now. All of them.