Do you ever have a sad face like this little guy?
Well I seem to have it on a certain day of the month, every month. If you catch my drift.
Because it usually means that there is no baby growing inside of me.
So that is what I got to deal with first off this morning.
I thought I did a pretty good job of shrugging it off and moving forward with my day.
Went to work
(I got another new job after I got the one from last week. It is full time and close to home and is amazing and wonderful and I am so very happy to have gotten it. More on that on another post)
Came home from work, couldn't figure out why I had been "uncomfortable" all day until I was getting undressed and realized that my tank top had been on backwards all day. Neat.
Had to deal with a messy Proactive issue. Was on hold for about 35 minutes to only be greeted by an extremely rude man that made me never want to use their product again. Only for them to tell me I had to pay to ship their crap back and I wouldn't be reimbursed for it. Neat.
Felt an ENORMOUS headache steadily approaching and decided to run to QT for a big caffeine fix and some much needed gum.
Went to QT, got my gum and drink, almost slipped and fell on their wet parking lot. Neat.
Came home only to realize I grabbed the wrong flavor of gum. Neat.
Jeff needed to go Home Teaching so I couldn't exchange my gum. Neat.
Jeff came home and I said that I really needed some french fries and a cheeseburger due to my retarded cravings because of my visiting friend, mentioned above.
I love these fries
and these burgers
So you know what my man did?
Yup, he went to both places just to try to make me smile.
Crisis averted and now I can go to bed bloated, crampy and happy.