At breakfast Madeline got to have a bowl of Cheerios and Ashlee had a bowl of shredded wheat and Eleanor had half a waffle and Mattio got to eat to but I didn't get to have breakfast this morning because of the aforementioned rushing around.
I think I'll go shoe shopping.
The kids got off to school and Eleanor got off to the babysitters and Mattio got off to work and I went to Kinkos to print some stuff out all nice, but the printer there decided not to cooperate and wouldn't print my files.
I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
At home we needed a new color printer cartridge.
Fed Ex didn't come this morning with the package I was expecting.
At lunch Roly Poly put cucumbers in my wrap.
I hate cucumbers.
It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
That's what it was, because at Kinkos in Westport my file didn't print either and I made a PDF and that's when I found out that it wasn't the printer, it was the file that I had worked so hard on building and now I was going to have to spend a lot of time rebuilding it in another (printer-friendly) program.
I am having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, I told Mattio. He said some days are like that.
Even in shoe stores.
2 comments:
Sorry you had such a bad day! Despite what Mattio says, I think a bad day at a shoe store is much better than a bad work day.
Thanks. It was one of those, if it can go wrong, it will, days. But we went out to dinner last night, so that made up for it.
Agreed on the shoe store--although, this is Mattio we're talking about. A bad work day is ten times better than any time spent in a shoe store, according to him!
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