Cursed

Some days I feel like I'm cursed. Let me give you a run-down of my day. I woke up a half hour early, at 630, to get to work by 730 because I was told we had an early morning meeting today. Get there and no one is there. Apparently I was wrong. Nice.

Then I got to deal with an annoying insurance company who WOULDN'T answer their phones and wouldn't call me freakin back! I was giving them business! Not being a pain! Geez!

Then I got to deal with angry customers who were mad at me because I was asking for their money...even though they signed a contract and haven't paid their bills.

Then I came home to find out that my shirt I ordered from Shade STILL hadn't come even though it's been three and a half weeks. I find out that #1: it got lost in the mail, so they #2 sent it out again and refunded my shipping (how nice!), and then #3 realized they sent it to the wrong address...one that I lived at 3 years ago (how not nice!). So now they're trying to send it to the freakin RIGHT address here in Georgia!

It doesn't stop there!

I went to play tennis with my husband, and luckily, I played okay. Not great, but okay.

Being the fabulously loving wife I am, I decided to make another fabulous Whitney dinner. As I'm doing so, I mindlessly forget about my beautiful plate sitting on the stove and only realized this when in HORROR, I hear a very loud CRACK because I've turned the wrong stovey part on and heat up my dish so much that I broke it right down the middle! (see picture below)


So as you can see, it's been a difficult day. Hopefully tomorrow (my birthday!) will be a better one!