Cry Me A River, Build A Bridge, and Get Over It

disclaimer- *title not addressed at anyone- just me talking to myself I'll explain in a second*

What is the name of that book- I think its Alexander and the No Good Very Bad Day someone can correct me if I'm wrong. Anyway today reminded me of that book. Now I don't really now how today became so bad but it was or is. I woke up early this morning well early for me- 9 am- I went to bed about 1am so that's more then enough sleep- I layed there till 11am just because I didn't feel like getting out of bed. I finally forced myself to get up because laying in bed wasn't very productive and I knew how much still needed to be done considering the list kept going through my head while laying in bed for 2 hrs doing nothing. Maybe that's how today was so bad I woke up in dread of it.

Anyway I still couldn't seem to muster the energy to do anything so I watch t.v. for awhile and once I had the house to myself I decided to energy from my hidey hole- also known as are extremely messy basement-its a good mess- box and what not. I went up stairs and decided that mom and dad had complained enough about there email being weird and thought I would mess around with it considering from the sounds of it I couldn't possibly make it worse. I suprisingly managed to fix it- though now they have to call the person and let them know that they won't ever be able to receive an email from them again :P hey at least it stop sending the same email (which they received the email about 80 times- it wasn't an email you want to receive 80 times either- LOL)

I then decided to go take a look at the garage and to see what I could get done in there even though I didn't feel like doing anything but knew that I had to do something or I know of a few people who wouldn't be happy with me which I don't blame them. I moved a few things around and then plopped myself in a chair out there and just started crying- I don't know why- maybe I needed a good cry- maybe it was from feeling so very overwhelmed. I don't know but I got up figured sitting there crying was just as much a waste of time as lying in bed. I noticed the time and figured I'd start supper. Mom wanted me to fix stir fry and that actually sounded good so I got it started and ran down stairs for a second. I get downstairs and my phone rings- which my phone is upstairs. So I run up stairs and its Micah- he needs a favor. Ok how can I help you I ask- Will you check my email for me. Sigh- yes I can do that- I checked supper real quick then headed back downstairs from where I came. What he needed wasn't there but it was okay I'm willing to help a friend whenever needed if I can. Suddenly I smell something- it smells like something is burning- I quickly tell Micah bye -sorry Micah if I snapped or if I got rude- but my supper was burning or so it smelled that way. I get up stairs and pull the lid of the wok and sure enough my supper was burning. There were flames little flames but still there were flames, smoke and a nasty smell that got me gagging.

I took care of the burnt mess and opened the windows and doors and turned on a fan and plopped myself out on the front step and called mom to informer that our supper went up in smoke- literally. I pouted- no crying just pouting- until she got home. By this time I was actually rather cranky- I don't recall ever burning a meal to the point it couldn't be eaten- and if I have please inform me- POPCORN DOESN'T COUNT (I burned popcorn pretty badly at BTI one year) so my pouting turned to crankiness...I was expecting a list of things mom was wanting done to night was rather thrilled at the fact that she was okay with not doing anything other then my regular chores which Im being paged to do right now.

Anyway she found something for me to replace the burnt offering and then we looked at a couple houses and there is this corner lot one that is really nice and I really like it so we'll see. Oh and we got our phone bills to day-emotion for that complete frustration- I don't understand it- it seems like I am having to dish out an arm and a leg that I don't have but Im not going to get worked up over it I'll look at it when Im in a uh better mood.

I seriously should come with a sign that says WARNING: Moody stay at least 10 feet away :oP

Now for the title- if I was not me I would be telling me- Cry Me a River, Build a Bridge, and Get Over It- Joleesa's sarcastic saying any time we complain :oP

Now that I've vented and gone through all of my emotions for the day- I am going to go switch the load of laundry that I was suppose to switch awhile ago and go start the dishes my mom has asked me a few times now to do- thus in semi obedience to my mother I am going to go wash the dished- amongest them my burnt meal- ok getting over it now

sorry for the rambling- and venting and moodiness- but this has been my day and I thought I would share- I know in the back of your mind you all are wanting to say "I wish you wouldn't" :P LOL- you don't have to continue reading honest you could have stopped awhile ago LOL

ok going to do dishes now :P

Love ya'll

hope you have had a better day then me :D