One of those weeks

Ever had one of those weeks?




I got food poisoning and was in agony for two days. When I woke up I found that both my hair dryer and my cell charger were broken. I had to go back to work shaky, weak-kneed, and frizzy-haired, carrying a package of Saltines and a dead phone. To make it worse, we painted the downstairs recently and no matter how much I scrub, the paint won't come off my skin or out of my frizzy hair. Why doesn't Angelina Jolie have days like this?

The picture is in honor of the Alien series, which we were re-watching right before I got sick. As if food poisoning weren't bad enough, I had to have delirious nightmares of aliens the entire time. That famous scene from the first film will never be the same for me again.

I'm back on the upswing now, though. New charger - check. New hair dryer - check. Appetite - not so much, but I'm working on it.

And the weekend is coming. One of the last weekends of summer.

Maybe I'll go buy some paint remover.