Some days are just so extremely sucky that all you want to do is to curl up into a ball and hide somewhere dark like under your bed or my prefered place under my work desk and shut out the world and pretend everything is nice and quiet and nothing bad ever happens. Okay nothing really bad happened. Are you familiar with the concept of ‘one of those days’? Yes? Okay!
I had one of those days last Monday which was the day I had picked for my weekly WIAW so now you’re kindly invited to join me on the ride to review a fucked up day! You gotta change it up sometimes, don’t you?
When I got up I was still kinda tired but nothing too bad. A cuppa coffee and a little sugar for breakfast lifted my spirits immensely. As did watching three episodes of Daria along my breakfast. I had this Double Chocolate Fudge which is a perfectly acceptable breakfast and even if not I wouldn’t care. I am hooked.
Then I arrived at work. Our tiny spaced parking lot was completely closed down and I had to park illegally at a spot 10 min away. I had to speak to a person I hate on the phone. I worked on a silly task of some other person’s project for 4 hours. I didn’t work at all on my own tasks. Another problem came up mainly because another person fucked up big time and I had foreseen it but nobody listened to my concerns. It costs me 10% of my yearly budget – for nothing! …. the list goes on but I am tired of repeating the shit. All this would usually annoy me but on Monday it teared me down. I am at a point where anything seems too much to bear and I desperately need that vacation. I hate to be all negative but I just have no more positivity in store.
All that kept me sane was the delusional day-dream of just walking out of the room, packing my bags and never coming back but spending the rest of my life travelling remote places and metropolises and eventually be the best customer at my paradise beach bar! I was this close to just going but of course I am too boring to pursue my super realistic dreams.
So I did what I can best and kept going! For lunch I had the remainings of Sunday’s dinner: Cheesy Mexican Stuffed Baguette. Luckily I had some cheesy lunch with me. Cheese helps – cheese understands! The recipe is coming to you on Friday!
I worked my way through the most pressing tasks and then called it a day at 3 pm. Yes I can do this and yes that’s something I love about my job!
I manged to rein in my feelings almost completely on my ride home. I usually do it the wrong way which means I drive too fast and listen to Linkin Park in an ear-shattering volume. At least it does the trick! I quickly stopped by at the groceries, got some food for dinner and then went home for a snack.
I rummaged through the fridge and found me some bread (I had more than on the picture), Sriracha Lime Butter from the freezer and half an avocado with salt and pepper.
Whilst eating I was deliberating whether I should go out for a run or get drunk instead. Since this is supposed to be a HLB I should say I went out for a long run which made me feel waaaay better and later that evening I cuddled a fluffy unicorn and everything was rainbows and butterflies. But the truth is that I decided to get drunk.
I was binge watching Daria for 3 hours whilst killing some sparkling. Some days just requires you to feel a little sorry for yourself and have some booze. Luckily I also had lots of moral support. Someone to be kind to me, someone to distract me and someone to just listen to my rants. I am not afraid to cry for help and complain shamelessly sometimes. Thank God! This is so much healthier than
drowning swallowing your emotions!
I didn’t feel like cooking at all so we had just some caprese salad with olive bread. It was good. Satisfying even. And I had a little more booze. Around 11 pm I crashed on the couch. Maybe I didn’t have enough food though. I woke up in the middle of the night feeling utterly thirsty (not surprising) and completely ravenous (definitely not expected!). Next time more bread for me!
On a sidenote: It’s so funny to see how many carbs I am eating these days. There was a time when I didn’t dare to think the word carbs let alone eat so many of them. Luckily these times are over. Bread rocks!
What do you do to get a shitty day out of your system?
Ever needed a vacation so badly that ANYTHING sends you over the edge?
What’s your go-to booze?
Have a great Wednesday, friends! Many thanks to lovely Jenn for hosting WIAW!