My day started like any other. Except at 5am Abby woke us up to go out. Ok, fine. She is let out and then comes back to bed a few minutes later after she goes poop and pee. At 5:33 she pukes on the bed. I get up to clean it and discover she puked up a nylon sock. Urgh! No wonder she hasn't been eating. So I go back to sleep, alarm wakes me up at 6. I crawl out of bed at 6:30. I take a shower, dry my hair and walk out the bathroom into the dark hallway. As I take my first step my heel kicks something. *please be the rubber chicken. Please be the rubber chicken* I turn on the light....poop. I kicked poop with my heel. SO, without saying a word, I wash my foot and I clean the mess (thankfully I didn't actually step on it). I finish getting ready and leave the house. I get in my car and remember my tank is almost on E. So I get gas. Get to work and have 2 mystery boxes on my desk cluttering it. Fine. I drink some coffee, tastes like ass. So I get a glass of water. Phone begins ringing. A lot. Then I get to order lunch for a few meetings.
I put that task aside so I can work on a halloween display by creating "spider family portraits." Long story. But I keep getting interrupted with phone calls. Most either hang ups, telemarketers, or automated calls. Urgh! Ok. Fine. Then I'm asked to do a print job. Ok, that's fine. I print one off no problem. I go to pick it up. Not there. I then realize I printed it to the wrong printer. So I have to go back down the other end of the hall and get it only to find someone there already rifling through the papers I printed. She says hers are mixed in with mine. *sigh* So I go back to my desk and send the other job. It's then I realize it's 86 pages and I just send 9 copies to the printer. So a few minutes later a coworker comes to me asking if I'm the one using up the printer. She starts bitching about how her team requires the printer and if I can use the other printer. Urgh. So I cancel the job and only 4 completed copies have been made.
Aside from the various things going on at work, I am 1-2 months behind on all my bills. I had to call my landlady (which she didn't answer) and leave a voicemail asking her if we can send her half the rent on the 1st and the other half next month. Can't wait until she calls back.
Can I go home now?