Should have stayed in bed!!!

Today is one of those days in which I probably just shouldn't have gotten out of bed. Actually, not getting out of bed when I was supposed to is what started it all.

Last night I went to bed early with a bad headache. Yesterday was a weird but good day that had taken a couple of unexpected twists but managed to turn out for the better. By the end of the day though it all sort of swelled up in my brain and left it pounding. I planned to just lay down for an hour or two and then get up and finish an assignment for school that was due last night. That didn't happen, so today I will be finishing the assignment and turning it in late for a reduced score. This is becoming a bit of a trend with me this term, but that is a story for another day.

I slept through the night and on into the morning. I recall Hub getting dressed to leave the house (training for a new job started today. YES, he ACTUALLY got a new job. I am shocked!) and I asked him what time it was. It was only 6:30 so I had another half hour to sleep before I needed to get up and get ready myself. I went back to sleep and when I woke up it was eleven. I was supposed to work at eight. I searched for my cell and finally found it wadded up in the blankets. Apparently I had gone to sleep with it still on me. I thought it odd that there were no missed calls. I thought surely work would have called me at least once wondering why I wasn't there. I called to tell them I had overslept (a lot) and still had a bit of a headache and wouldn't be making it in. The had no fucking clue I wasn't there!!! That, or they had no clue I was even supposed to be there. Something like that anyway. The point is, nobody gave a shit that I wasn't at work. I am so completely invisible there that nobody even notices if I don't show up!!!

Pushing aside the feelings of worthlessness at work, I decided to start working on my assignment for school. Of course my laptop battery was almost totally drained. It has become a habit for everyone around here to grab my laptop and use it without asking, drain the f'ing battery, and then not plug the damn thing in. The other day I couldn't even find the fucking thing!!! When I asked where it was, I was told it was on the table. No, it was on a chair at the table. And get this.... the cord is RIGHT THERE but the damn thing was not plugged in and the battery, of course, was almost totally drained. This shit is really starting to piss me off. Part of it (i know) is a ploy to get me to agree to buy a new computer for the house. Hub tried to buy on the other day without even consulting me, but when I found out I got him to call and cancel his order of the damn thing. Don't bitch that we don't have enough money to pay the bills we have and then try to add another unnecessary bill to the list. Moron! Anyway... I brought the laptop into the kitchen to charge it so I could do my assignment. Once I was in the kitchen and saw what a total mess it is I couldn't work on my school shit because the the mess was staring right at me and so I decided to clean.

The kitchen is looking much better. Still not done, but MUCH better. However, as I was spraying down the counters and stove top with bleach water and wiping them down I leaned against the counter. Now I have a HUGE bleached spot on one of my favorite shirts. Not planning to clean, I wasn't wearing one of the crappy tshirts I usually wear while cleaning since I have a tendency to make a mess of myself in the cleaning process. It is not as if this is a really nice shirt or anything, but it is one of favorites. It is cute and comfy and the damn thing fits without showing bulges or being so loose it looks like a maternity top. It was a feel-good shirt and now it is ruined. Shit!

The day has to get better from here doesn't it?????