but I simply have to complain. And rather patting me on the back or offering a friendly, uplifting smile, telling me to focus on the positive or seek out that sliver of a silver lining, I beg: indulge me, just this once.
I ordered a bed a month ago. A plush, queen-sized bag of feathers just begging for a snuggle.
It was supposed to come last Friday.
It also didn’t come this Friday (today). Which means I can look forward to another week on an air mattress (read: stiff back, poor sleep, making me a crabby, crabby, crabby little darling).
Alright, that’s all! I’m finished! You can take your sympathy and understanding and share it with the next weary girl you come across.
Here’s how I’m combatting today’s stress.
- A good workout. After 30 minutes on the stair master, at a hodgepodge of speeds to combat boredom, I suffered through this circuit 4 times.
- Dark mochas shared in a dark corner of my favorite coffee shop. Laughs and chocolate…a incomparable cure.
I hope everyone’s weekend is off to a wonderful, wonderful start! If you’ve got a minute and praying is your thing, do keep in mind those affected by today’s shooting outside the Empire State building.