It was an awful day. The kind of day Mondays are made of. The weather was hot and humid, which did a number on my hair. No amount of conditioner and “curl enhancing lotion” would keep it down. Oh, it was curly instead of frizzy but before long the curls started standing up, making me look like the Screaming Banshee.
Then our card keys ceased to perform their duties. I had to pee something fierce, but didn’t want to be locked out of the office. Of course security is so tight around here the idea of propping the door open until the problem was fixed was preposterous.
The card key situation was fixed relatively quickly, but then I found out the air conditioning wasn’t working on our floor of the building. What are the chances of it working on all other floors but mine? Hot outside, hot inside. And I had a long-sleeved top on because when the air conditioning is on it’s usually a frigid 60 degrees or so.
The hellfire that was my office.
And because there was no air conditioning, there was no air, period. And the humidity began to creep in, making my hair stand up even more. The wet air also caused all business papers to curl beyond recognition.
As I sat sweating in my chair trying to look business-like my left eye developed what appeared to be TV snow. I was pretty sure I was having a stroke, but it turned out to be merely a migraine. Hot, big hair, and now a splitting headache. Such a lovely day at the office.
Not Wigbert. I don’t post pictures of pets I know to protect them from petophiles.
The day ended okay though. When I got home I took some pain meds for my headache and got right to work doing some laundry and ironing. I know! Ironing?! Who does that anymore? Then our nephew Fojo came over to pick up his beloved hamster Wigbert, for whom we had been pet-sitting for the past five days. Fojo told us all sorts of stories about the fabulous fishing trip he had taken while we got to know Wigbert for a week.
All’s well that ends well. Today things are back to normal. My hair is curly, but not on end and my head hasn’t throbbed once. The papers are less curly and easier to handle I can use my card key at will.. The icy drafts of resumed air conditioning are causing my fingers to stiffen once again.
Not me, but she has the right idea.
What will the rest of the week bring?
Auntie B's Wax 
What a start to the week. Loved your hamster joke:))
I hope your Monday was better than mine. I was sorry to see the hamster go – I might be considered a petophile myself. I covet other people’s pets, but have none of my own. Is there a 12-step program for that?
Ha, ha!
Well you know, if you’re going to have a bad day, then it’s really best that it is a Monday, because Mondays are bad anyway, so why ruin another day instead? Just pack it all into Monday, then the rest of the week will seem even better, ya know?
This message was brought to you by Vanessa “always look on the bright side” Chapman.
Thanks, Miss Look-On-The-Bright-Side! It was nice to get all that ishy stuff out of the way first thing in the week – the rest of my week went swimmingly! Hope yours did too.
“Petophiles”… nice… as you know, I like to make up words, too. Hate Mondays so much, and yours sounded like a doozy! Bummer – nice to know today was better! 🙂
Beware the petophiles! The week is almost over, and you’ve got a nice weekend coming up – have a wonderful birthday!
Thanks! Say hi to Tony for us! 🙂 Have fun in Door County!
Woo hoo! I’ll give Tony your best!
Oh, that sounds like one long, rough day! Hope the rest of the week goes smoothly for you, Sara!
Thanks for your sympathies, Cindy. The rest of the week has been much better than that horrid Monday.