Having a Bad Day

I don’t know why exactly, but yesterday ganged up on me. It just smelled of a bad day. I was less productive than I intended, got some news that didn’t sit well, stupidly cut my nose with scissors, argued with my husband and my back ached from an overly enthusiastic tabata exercise move. I was having one of those “everything Keep reading!

I Am Not Having A Bad Day

having a bad day

I’m having one of those days, but I’m not going to call it a bad day. You know the day. The kind where whatever I touch turns to shit. I’ve been in a snit for the last two days because my house appliances are staging a mutiny, my electronics are giving me the finger, my new blogsite is proving technologically Keep reading!