The cold and the furnace breaking down worried me last night, but that was quickly replaced by the windshield not being defrosted for a good 45 minutes this morning. I was 15 minutes late because I simply had to wait for the ice to clear. It didn't. I literally had to crouch while driving all the way to work because the very bottom of the windshield was the only speck clear of ice. I've never had that happen before, but I guess that's what happens when I park my car just as it's snowing and just before the temperature starts to plunge. That ice finally melted away under the radiation of the sun's rays, but I wished that happened before, like when I had to drive to work.
That was bugging me at work, but then some asshole hung up on me as I was asking for some information. Fine, whatever, your loss. But I had to go home and talk to Mother about mail, so I was worried about that. And then the Vikings shit the bed, so I forgot about Mother. And so I'm stewing about how the Vikes failed again.
I guess I have to always dote and/or agonize over something or else I'll die. Not a great way to live, tbh.
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