oh what a day it has been, what a rare mood im in (not) why it's almost like being ... well, the end of that line is "in love" but right now, i'm just plain exhausted. Another storm has entered the vicinity, and classes were suspended. While we were trying to get the kids home to their warm loving parents, I get one guy who should be suspended from parenthood. He rates his driver's convenience over his son and went on a hysterical rant about the government being effed up so why are we listening to them and their announcements about classes? Then one kindergarten kid gets left behind while the rest of the student body has left, so we stick around to keep her company, but the poor thing seriously needs to get home, and so do the rest of us.
When we all finally leave, I try to avoid traffic, but end up stuck in 3 hours of it. I figure I should drop by my parents place first to make sure they're ok, and reward myself with some of my dad's birthday cake; unfortunately no chocolate cake left. Sigh.
I get home at last, and then get the final blow. Water damage from today's strong rain. Bathroom and storage room hit. Water. 4 inches of it. Sob. But no, I can get through this. Not the first time I've had to deal with this. Call the landlady, call the repairmen, call my friend A who can listen to me bitch about the stupid contractor who didn't fix the problem right. Call the landlady again. And bail. Buckets of water bailed. Boxes damaged, papers, some school notes, my old suitcase. Am never putting anything in that storage space again.
If I were an alcoholic, this would be the right time for getting soakingly drunk. Without that option, i'm left sober and stressed on my sofa. Sleep is all that's left to me at this point. What a day indeed.