Why? Because fuck you!
There are mornings with children that are not unlike punching yourself in the eye over and over.
Then there is this morning, which was a bit like if I’d dipped my fist in a bucket of acid piranhas covered in nails, and rather than just punching myself in the eye I had ground said fist backwards into my lower intestine.
Three different people have since offered me chocolate, which means it’s likely I’m literally crying without realising. And I ate that chocolate – for breakfast – but it didn’t help. In fact, it made it worse. Now I’m all hopped up on caffeine but still totally miserable which is so much worse and just means I’m POWER CRYING instead of ACCIDENTAL CRYING.
Seriously man, some days, fuck adulthood. Pass the bong.
Veronica
June 28, 2012 at 12:02 pmOh, I hear you. More chocolate for you. And maybe a croissant with delicious filling to balance the caffeine. x
Anna Spargo-Ryan
June 28, 2012 at 12:06 pmVeronica, are you insisting that I go and find myself an almond croissant right now? Because I will, if you insist that I do.
Veronica
June 28, 2012 at 12:07 pmAbsolutely. Go. Now.
Michaela
June 28, 2012 at 12:15 pm+1 internet hug for you, Anna. Go have a bowl of laksa while watching corgi Youtube vids then curl up in the fetal position for a few hours.
Anna Spargo-Ryan
June 28, 2012 at 2:05 pmThis is an excellent suggestion, and one that I will try out tomorrow x
Preston Towers
June 28, 2012 at 2:15 pmPower Crying. Oh, yep. Conveys the image well. I hate mornings, but never quite that much. Sunday evenings, though…
Carli
June 28, 2012 at 2:26 pmHate those mornings Anna, I hope the day improves. I was on kinder duty this morning and I am now considering ditching the mug for the coffee machine and just going straight to the source with my mouth x
Rose Wintergreen
June 28, 2012 at 2:44 pmOh no! So sorry to hear your day is so shitty. I endorse all solutions that involve tasty food. When I’m like this, I’ve found it useful to:
– walk outside and scream. Loudly. With abandon. Then walk back into the workplace like nothing happened.
– go for a quick walk, even if it’s just around the block. I find it really hard to make myself do this, but it always helps. (Note: only works if you also force yourself to not look at your phone at all, or use any other technology, and make a conscious effort to look around you to see what’s going on. Nine times out of ten you’ll see someone doing something silly or a cute dog, or notice some rude graffiti, and it will make you crack a smile and/or laugh out loud.)
– remind myself that all shitty days like this make for great writing/song-writing material.
– do some research on a dream holiday. Even if I never go, it’s reassuring knowing that I could, theoretically, ditch it all in and go to the Maldives/wherever else if I wanted. It’s what credit cards were made for.
Big hugs Anna. Hope things pick up for you soon.
xo
Anna Spargo-Ryan
June 28, 2012 at 9:30 pmThanks Rose, that’s a really good list. Once I decide to stop wallowing in self pity, I will give it a crack ;) x
bigwords
June 28, 2012 at 10:35 pmI hope day got better. Geez those days suck shit. xxxx
Anna Spargo-Ryan
June 30, 2012 at 10:41 amIt did eventually :) Thanks Bianca.
edenland
June 29, 2012 at 12:20 amTrue dat. Some mornings are all … pass the bong, shot glasses, meth pipe AND the syringe.
Fucken bullshit.
XXXXX
Anna Spargo-Ryan
June 30, 2012 at 10:39 amOr just, shoot me in the head and reanimate me later.
Thankfully they mostly get better, gradually.