So there are days, months, years that go by and I don't feel like bursting into tears as a result of my stupidity or lack of physical coordination. And then there are days when I am sorry I was not grateful for those times. This is one of them. Somehow, inside 2 weeks the following events have occurred which are fraying the thin string I am currently hanging by;
1. I start a new job
2. they promise parking and possibly renig it
3. Husband starts new job
4. I manage to pour an entire glass of red wine on an innocent bystandard in a white dress shirt and tie while on the first company outting with husbands new company
5. The dog chews up a highlighter on the carpet making herself more visible to the world.
6. I press down button on elevator and it falls out of the wall onto carpet, I return it to the wall pointing in the wrong direction. Nice.
7. On a coffee run I fall off the curb with hands full and land squarely on both knees and return to new office bleeding profusely and biting back tears.
2,5,6 and 7 have occurred in the past 24 hours. It's a great day.
