Perspective

I spent the entire day feeling like it was Saturday.  Maybe it's because I did my shopping yesterday, but whatever.  It's felt like Saturday to me.  I'm almost afraid I'm going to forget to go to work tomorrow.  That's a lot of money I'd be losing out on if I did.  A day of overtime, plus my holiday pay for Monday, plus my monthly attendance bonus, plus my six month attendance bonus.    So, I'd better make it to work.

I did my shopping yesterday so I could buy myself some tapestry needles, but when I got home, I was so tired I couldn't see straight.  So, no needlepoint or cross stitch got done.  While I was shopping, I bought some arch supports and put them inside my shoes.  They raised me up about 1/2".  It's funny how even such a small difference can throw everything off.   I was making my coffee this morning and thought, "wow, I feel so high."  Everything looked weird all day.

Between that, and living the wrong day, I've felt like the whole world is out of kilter.  I'm going to bed early again, but I wanted to show you my new 'Merica stuff.

And earrings.

I finally took pity on poor Terrance and texted him, letting him know the wrong person had gotten his paper.  He said, "Oh ok i forgot sorry for the inconvenience i had my sister to give u my number but i apologize didnt mean any harm"  Yes, with that spelling and grammar, too.

I replied, "I don't know anyone named Terrance, so the right person didn't get it.  That's what I was trying to tell you."

He said, "ok ok".

I wasn't going to reply at all, but I got to thinking that he may be feeling rejected.  The more I thought about it, the worse I felt, so I sent the text.

Still don't have a clue who Terrance is, though.

Update:  The more I got to thinking about it, the more I realized something.  This girl must not be that important to Terrance if he doesn't even remember giving her his phone number.  Sheesh, what a jerk!