Not a great day.
First thing this morning I discovered boy-beagle had chewed my eyeglasses to bits in the night. He's stressed and jealous because Spouse, Eldest and girl-beagle are all home but he has never been into my eyeglasses before and had to get up on his back feet to pull them off the dresser so it was a heck of a shock. Less than a year old but warranty doesn't cover dog mauling. Joy. My first pair of bifocals with all the bells and whistles so not cheap either.
Then at work someone decided to plonk a bottle of soda in the biohazard for-specimens-only ice machine. Not. Cool.
Home was hard too for various reasons. One of which is that I have given up my personal PC to another family member so my sober-blog cruising has been really constrained - I don't like to do it on my work computer so I'm limited to the phone...which doesn't do blog roll so I haven't been reading or commenting nearly as much as I'd like and I'm feeling the loss.
Lots of emotional ups and downs too and things I think pretty much have to be hot flashes. Weepy over stuff in novels and that isn't like me. Just generally not doing too well.
But hey still sober. That's full of win.