So, the universe has it out for me today, and it's clearly personal because it's a series of insignificant first-world problems designed specifically to annoy me. The saga began yesterday, when my Mom told me via Facebook message that she and my dad would always love and accept me, and that I would always be welcome in their home. That message, and trying to decide if that unconditional love applied to every circumstance or merely the hypothetical circumstance in which I may bring an exotic pet home for the holidays, left me so emotionally drained I spent most of the day crying or watching videos of cute animals.
As such, nothing on my to-do list was accomplished, so I woke up this morning with a lot to do.
With much to do and very little time, and with my guy already gone to work, I go out to my truck. It doesn't start. Great. Stranded at my boyfriend's house until he gets home from work and can jump me so I can get the car somewhere to have someone look at it for the second time, as this problem was already supposed to be fixed. And, as I couldn't leave, I couldn't put on clean clothes or shave or get lunch or be tempted to buy a pet, etc.
Assigned to my fate, I sat down to work on graduate school stuff. My laptop battery randomly stops charging for no reason. I check every connection and every outlet. I restart the piece of junk. No luck; it still won't change. Unless there's something obvious I overlooked, it appears I may have get my laptop worked on and/or replace the charger. So now you know what I can't do? Work on graduate school stuff. I am now on my boyfriend's computer (which, for the first time EVER, did not ask me for a password, a stroke of good luck since I have no idea what the password is) ranting to the world because I am flustered.
Maybe I should just go back to bed...
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