It's been one of those days. You start it with high hopes, just knowing that today, the scales will tell you that you've dropped another 2 pounds, today you'll get the news you've been waiting for a month (and actually five and a half years) to hear, today everything will come together like magic at work, and today will be your day.
Then reality hits.
The scales go up instead of down, even though you were extra careful over the weekend to not overindulge. The news you've been waiting to hear is delayed yet another day as government red tape continues to snarl. And of course today would be the day that you have to sit in meetings all day so you can't get any of your pressing tasks done. On top of that, the beetroot salad you make for lunch turns out like mush, the cucumber you bought on Friday has gone rotten already, everyone at work is mad at you because you're not superwoman and refuse to work 18-hour days so that the class schedule (which keeps changing) will get done, and your car got covered in thick red dust (again!) because they decided to move the gravel from the parking lot without letting anyone know.
So it's been one of those days. I guess tomorrow can only get better, right?
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