Life is like, “You know what? Sarah’s off medication in a week so lets bring her hell and see if she breaks down.”
Discovered my credit card was missing this morning (cause this gal needs to eat) Had work 9-5 so didn’t have time to block it until just now.
Woke up with a toothache (she says while eating jam tarts) thats gradually getting worst throughout the day, and with no card present how the hell can I afford an appointment. Toothache till payday. Joys.
Hit my head on a counter.
Dropped a wad of A4 paper on my foot.
Literally ran into a customer.
Had a rail of mens shirts just jump out at me for no reason. (I SWEAR I DIDN’T EVEN TOUCH IT!)
And last but not least
MY CUTE LITTLE WINGED BAG STRAP BROKE OFF
It was a cute little bag with wings that you could change the colour of. UGH. it was so adorable.
So i’ve just given up today. By the time the bag broke I was literally laughing at my misfortune. Laughing. Not crying. If this had all happened to me last year I'd be clutching the counter having a breakdown
Improvement guys ;D improvement.
So yeah. That was my crappy day. Had a nice sit down watching the sunset along the canal after work. Needed it, it was so calming.