i’m going to wallow in self-pity here for a bit, so please bear with me.  my morning started out with a headache that i had the day before.  tylenol didn’t do much for me during the night, like i had hoped, unfortunately.  so i eased through breakfast and ella’s morning routine trying not to anger the headache gods more than i already obviously had.

then i began my forty minute commute (don’t get me started about that).  about half way through it, i noticed an icky feeling growing in my tummy.  (yes, my tummy.)  hmmmm.  felt kinda puky, and so i began searching for a proper receptacle for my puke.  ah, yes, an empty cup from my weekend iced chai fix.  as soon as i got the cup, breakfast 2.0 began commencing.  ugh.  i hung out on the side of the road for a bit, contemplating my morale dilemma, to litter or not.  thankfully, it wasn’t much of a dilemma.  cup o’puke did not make the trip to school with me, sorry!

i felt a little better, but not much and the thought of trying to slap together lesson plans or just tough out the day.  i chose plan b.  tough it out and see what happens.  i was trying to survive my first block and got a visitor:  the hall monitor.  he told me my lights were on.  so i high tail it out to the parking lot, abandoning my class, to shut off my lights.  duhhh.

at the end of my day, i go to get my hair cut.  i get alllll the way there and discover i forgot my wallet at home.  oops!   so i have to go home, retrieve my wallet, then drive back.  whew!  no problem, it’s not that far.  then, as i’m literally getting out of the chair to go pay, i look out the window and see a meter maid writing a ticket.  for me.

ugh.  stupid ticket!  and my salon has raised their rates, so my haircut, ticket included, is a $70 after school event.  geez.

i’m really hoping that tomorrow goes better for me.  but i do have a dentist’s appointment, so we’ll see….