Friday, November 18, 2005

Today, I Hate Everything

Just to keep you all in the loop about the reasons for my wretched mood, in no particular order:

1) I'm fucking cold.

2) I hate winter.

3) I hate Christmas and I hate New Year's even more (rant forthcoming), and the sound of sleigh bells ringing is already driving me insane.

4) I continue to lust after the Ikea hutch but continue to lack the means of getting my ass in a van and the van to the store before the holiday madness explodes.

5) The aforementioned winter is causing me incredible anxiety because I no longer have access to a driveway, and I don't know where I will put my foster car once it starts snowing and there are snow emergencies and people get all territorial about spaces they have dug out. And the evil City starts towing innocent victims like me.

6) I emailed my alderman (for whom I fucking voted) about this issue and have thus far heard ZIP.

7) At any moment, my foster car could be snapped up by its rightful owner, thus leaving me car-less, and anxious about buying a car which I don't know how to do.

8) I BOTCHED my year-end perfomance evaluation and screwed myself out of a raise, which I now need to renegotiate because I have financial goals including the purchase and maintenance of a car (see above).

9) My lovely, hip Primary Care Provider is now on fucking maternity leave.

10) When, through a referral by aforementioned departing PCP, I went to see a very mean dermatologist, who was completely horrified by the state of my pores, further devastating my self-esteem. She prescribed two different creams that I will now have to co-pay for--another $20/month.

10) While we're talking about beauty (or lack thereof): I hate my haircut that I got impulsively last week and which makes me look like a 1980s ice-skater.

11) I have no boyfriend to help me deal with the snow, deal with the purchase of a car, drive a van to Ikea, assemble the hutch, stroke my bad hair, tell me I look great despite my pores, and cheerlead me through my forthcoming salary drama.

So be nice to me, OK?

Posted by Dori at 10:10 AM

1 Comments

  1. Blogger hucpuc posted at 12:56 PM  
    Hi there. Thanks for your supportive comments. Now it's my turn: I recommend the tween bedding section of Target. It's filled with fun, sparkly decorative items that no Woman Of A Certain Age would consider, unless she had a pre-teen daughter. But some of us need a little sparkle, and this kind of shiny fun doesn't exist in housewares for the (slightly) over-30 set, so I purchased one sheer purple curtain panel with sequins to hang over the industrial blinds in my bedroom. So when I wake up, I don't feel the need to pull the covers over my head to avoid the day. A little sparkle goes a long way. I hope there's a T-accessible Target near you!

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