..:Terrible, horrible, awful, no-good, very bad day:..
Okay, no one is allowed to yell at me for this, but I hurt my hand again. This has been one of the worst days in memory.
Started off OK, went to the doctors appointment, they gave me the all clear, went on a quick lunch date with Jeff. Went to the comic books store, managed to pick up the Skelepwnguin stuffy and some really nice earrings for Jenn's Birthday this sunday.
Then it all went wrong.
Was walking home and the I-pod died. Okay, I can deal with that, it's old and I was kinda expecting it. Then I tripped up and managed to tear a big gaping hole in the leather of my shitkicker boot. Again, old, so OK.
Got home, bummed about. Cat broke one of Jenns favourite frames. Chased cat about and yelled, fixed the frams as well as I could and apologized to Jenn. Then made the mistake of thinking that I could cook without incident.
First? I burned the cous cous, no idea how considering it's LITERALLY the easiest thing in the world to cook, then, after I fixed that, the chicken caught fire.
No I am not kidding, big bloody grease fire, *whoosh*. Luckily I had the lid for the pan on hand, so scorched the hand a bit but was otherwise ok.
Then the icing on the cake.
I was doing the dishes and taking the clean ones to put away when I dropped a bowl, tried to catch it and the thing shattered in my hands. Have about a dozen little cuts all over my fingers and one good size one across the palm of my hand that I had to ask Jenn to wrap up for me as I couldn't stop bleeding long enough to do it myself.
I need a hug.
And possibly something to sacrifice to whatever gods I pissed off today.