Hate it when I'm right

I was right. I hurt all over. Also I've had a crappy day, starting with the pull tab ripping off my sugar free, caffeine free, artificial sweetener free, everything free Ginger ale. Which, yes, I drink with breakfast. Don't look so superior, that latte you had isn't any better for you.

Add in engineers mistakenly deleting firewall rules, remote users trying to login to a machine with the credentials for another, snow composed of Teflon and snot, and drivers who slow to fifteen miles an hour because they see snow somewhere near a road... And you have one unhappy me.

Oh and my wiper blades froze over. Can't forget that. Icicles do a crappy job of window cleaning. By the time I got home I was looking through a five inch arc of clear glass.

And the support person who supposedly got back to me in early November, except I have no recollection of it. Good thing I didn't wait around, because the data would have been lost by now. Anyway she got in touch with me today.

I realize people have had worse days. Hell, *I* have had worse days. Nonetheless, I am done. Toast. Stick a fork in me.

The love of my life made dinner and cleaned the litter boxes. Which just shows how wonderful he is. But I already knew that. Now I'm going to watch tv and then go to bed early. Perhaps tomorrow will start more genially.