So much for happy hopes of my time off. The subsequent days have been such a nightmare. It's like my retribution for taking time off. It'll take way too long to go into details except that it's been physically & mentally challenging and immensely stressful.

On top of this, I've been having a continuous stream of bad luck. I certaintly hope that today was the max. I swung my foot into the glass bathroom door (I was still groggy from sleep) and now there's a bruise on my heel, I found a baby roach in the soup I was drinking & the straw for my drink had a hole in it. This was just today, and not including work. Did I mention that I love that soup from that stall? Yes, it's really been such a sucky day/ month.

I hope that I've hit rock bottom, otherwise I dread how much worse things can be. ®