Rejectitude...My Really Bad Day

Yesterday morning, someone told me something that had been said behind my back.  I was upset about it, but I tried to just let it go.  Sometimes, that’s hard for me.

Then, someone called me and said something to my face…er, ear…that I wouldn’t have liked in the first place, but with my emotions already smacked around, I took it pretty hard.   I felt as if on top of what else I was feeling, I now can’t be myself with what I say.

When I got home and checked my email, there was an unsubscribe notification from my blog.  I don’t like that, but I certainly understand if someone isn’t enthralled with what I say, but the timing could have been a little better because I was already having a poor, poor pitiful me day.

On a more positive note, sometimes you all, Gentle Readers, pleasantly surprise me with how many of you visit.  Thank you so much, I really do appreciate you.

But back to “Woe is me:” to top off the evening, we had no water.   Apparently a water main burst somewhere in my town.  I was trying to not take it personally, because I know the water couldn’t really run away from me.

I like to get a couple of months worth of “bad day” shoved into one to get it out of the way. 

I didn’t console myself last night with chocolate chip cookies, but today...well, the day is young yet...still too early to see if my rejectitude (attitude of rejection) is going to be better.  I think I coined that term...

On the plus side, it is the beginning of the weekend.  On the A-plus side, I only have to work half a day!