In the words of Alexander, work today was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. After the two days last week when I left feeling like a hero who had accomplished something good, I was not expecting to come crashing down by 3 pm this afternoon. I won't get into the details; it's not really worth hammering out. Suffice it to say that I was feeling pretty dang cruddy most of the day, and was frustrated enough to burst into tears a couple of times in my cubicle. Granted, that's not entirely unheard of, but usually there are other forces at work to make me do so. Not today. Today was all work-related crumminess. I've had those days that drag on, that I'm counting the minutes to the end, but I had never been so happy to leave the office as I was today. -sigh- I sure hope tomorrow is better.
Fortunately, I have friends that are willing to change their plans around to comfort me in my moments of personal crisis. Okay, maybe "crisis" is too heavy a word to describe today. But I was not in a good place, and I was in desperate need of a hug. So, after texting Esther and giving her a reader's-digest version of the day's events and how I was feeling, she was kind enough to "comfort those that stand in need of comfort". We went to dinner and watched Kung Fu Panda, and it was a good release from the day. Sometimes you need "the big, fat panda" to brighten your day, and Po came through for us.
At least I know that these days come to everyone, even in Australia.
"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia." -Charles M. Schulz