Of couse I will share this all in therapy on Friday . . .

I started my day at 4:30am when my H woke me up from a scary, yucky, bizarre nightmare.

Then I got a mammogram and a flu shot. Both were painful. The mammographer was a nice lady but I wasn't so keen on the chit chat. I wondered what it was about shoving my b**b into shapes and sizes I never thought possible, about 3 dozen times, that made us such good friends. She must be some kind of artist because I swear at one point my b**b looked like the great pyramid. I also think that my n*pple was actually inside my b**b, like Jonah the whale, at a certain especially uncomfortable time. Anyway, sorry for all the mammogram descriptives, but it's been on my mind.

Then I went to my local knit shop to make a pompom. Turns out I'm too dumb to follow the instructions on said "pom pom maker." I thought it should be called "itty bitty bits of yarn waster." Then in the ultimate act of idiocy, I paid $6 for said evil device, because I was just too embarrassed to tell the shop owner I didn't want it, after I already used it (this kind of "return" is actually kosher in the shop that I frequent, but I'm just a pansy).

Then I went to fill up at the gas station, and I couldn't get the pump out of my gas tank. I have been pumping gas for the better part of 30 years. I pulled and pulled and gave it a stern lecture about messing with me on this day. I finally went for help inside and the very nice worker came outside to my car, shut off the valve, kindly explained v.e.r.y. s.l.o.w.l.y that you have to shut off the fueling before you can remove the pump, and walked back inside, no doubt to twitter about his recent encounter with yet another female driver who shouldn't be on the road.

I did have an all too brief bright spot in my day where I was actually able to grocery shop without doing something dumb. And then my day got even better when I was able to have a lovely conversation over the phone with a good friend of mine, and she talked me down from the nightmare that had woke me and sort of dogged me all day.

Then I checked my email and learned that I'd lost a case that I'd worked on for 3 years, the last six months of hearings and oral arguments and scads of written pleadings. I care so much about this client and her case, and the constitutional issues that were involved, and the judge just dismissed it. I am heartbroken, and my client will likely spend the rest of her life in prison on an unjust sentence. I have very little faith left in the criminal justice system.

Then my H got into a dramatic and stupid power struggle with our 10 year old that really hurt his (son's) feelings because sometimes he (H) acts like a total jack@ss with parenting skills borrowed from atilla the hun. Or some other megalomaniac. I tell him that his position is at best silly and at worse coercive. They both try to put me in the middle but I tell them to work it out and as usual, they do, but it really ticked me off. Both of them act like drama queens but they seem to really rock this rupture-and-repair thing.

Pleas someone tell me that it will get better, or give me a hug, please.

Anne

[rainbow8]

I'm going to give you hugs right away because unless you put the word "therapy" in your post it will probably get moved!! I'm sorry you had such a horrible day, but like someone else said, you're an amazing writer!! It's not funny, but it is hilarious, though not to you, I know.

Losing the case is not funny--not that part. I'm sorry that you worked so hard and lost. Can it get appealed?

Originally Posted by 3rdTimesTheCharm

I started my day at 4:30am when my H woke me up from a scary, yucky, bizarre nightmare.

Then I got a mammogram and a flu shot. Both were painful. The mammographer was a nice lady but I wasn't so keen on the chit chat. I wondered what it was about shoving my b**b into shapes and sizes I never thought possible, about 3 dozen times, that made us such good friends. She must be some kind of artist because I swear at one point my b**b looked like the great pyramid. I also think that my n*pple was actually inside my b**b, like Jonah the whale, at a certain especially uncomfortable time. Anyway, sorry for all the mammogram descriptives, but it's been on my mind.

Then I went to my local knit shop to make a pompom. Turns out I'm too dumb to follow the instructions on said "pom pom maker." I thought it should be called "itty bitty bits of yarn waster." Then in the ultimate act of idiocy, I paid $6 for said evil device, because I was just too embarrassed to tell the shop owner I didn't want it, after I already used it (this kind of "return" is actually kosher in the shop that I frequent, but I'm just a pansy).

Then I went to fill up at the gas station, and I couldn't get the pump out of my gas tank. I have been pumping gas for the better part of 30 years. I pulled and pulled and gave it a stern lecture about messing with me on this day. I finally went for help inside and the very nice worker came outside to my car, shut off the valve, kindly explained v.e.r.y. s.l.o.w.l.y that you have to shut off the fueling before you can remove the pump, and walked back inside, no doubt to twitter about his recent encounter with yet another female driver who shouldn't be on the road.

I did have an all too brief bright spot in my day where I was actually able to grocery shop without doing something dumb. And then my day got even better when I was able to have a lovely conversation over the phone with a good friend of mine, and she talked me down from the nightmare that had woke me and sort of dogged me all day.

Then I checked my email and learned that I'd lost a case that I'd worked on for 3 years, the last six months of hearings and oral arguments and scads of written pleadings. I care so much about this client and her case, and the constitutional issues that were involved, and the judge just dismissed it. I am heartbroken, and my client will likely spend the rest of her life in prison on an unjust sentence. I have very little faith left in the criminal justice system.

Then my H got into a dramatic and stupid power struggle with our 10 year old that really hurt his (son's) feelings because sometimes he (H) acts like a total jack@ss with parenting skills borrowed from atilla the hun. Or some other megalomaniac. I tell him that his position is at best silly and at worse coercive. They both try to put me in the middle but I tell them to work it out and as usual, they do, but it really ticked me off. Both of them act like drama queens but they seem to really rock this rupture-and-repair thing.

Pleas someone tell me that it will get better, or give me a hug, please.

Anne

Hope tomorrow is a better day.

Aw, Anne! I can't promise it will get better, but I do thank you for sharing You ARE a great writer!

I think your 'gas' pumps work differently to ours here in the UK - when I fill up my car it's like a gun, with I guess what you could call a 'trigger' underneath that you grip to make the fuel come out. I don't think gripping the handle would cause you not to be able to pull out the gun/nozzle/whatever... (Can't you just tell I know what I'm talking about?!) I'm just happy I figured out how to open the fuel cap on my car!

I had to LOL at you thinking you'd be blagged on Twitter! Oh, the world we now live in

Sorry to hear about the case though, it must be hard seeing that kind of injustice.
xx

[skysblue]

Well, the law of physics (?) or is it the law of the pendulum (?) or is it just 'karma baby' but anyways, I can tell you without a shadow of a doubt that it will get better. Until then go dance until you drop. Yes!!!!

[Ygrec23]

Oh, 3rdTimes, 3rdTmes, 3rdTmes! (((((((((3rdTimes))))))))))) What an awful day! One thing after another and you just want to go hide under the bed! Oh, yeah! They do happen, don't they? Well, if it's any consolation, they usually don't happen several times in a row. So if you hunker down and screen out today (mental image of large hand and large paintbrush with black paint covering over everything that happened today) tomorrow will in all probability be much, much better. Sometimes after such a day I've been known to get into bed and go to sleep at 7 P.M.! Probably not an option for a Mom if their bedtimes are later, but you know what I mean. And no more nightmares, now, you hear?

Thank you, people, for your support. And the compliments. And the perspective. Anne

[CantExplain]

Originally Posted by 3rdTimesTheCharm

Please someone tell me that it will get better, or give me a hug, please.

Anne

I think you are cute!

[learning1]

Originally Posted by 3rdTimesTheCharm

Then I checked my email and learned that I'd lost a case that I'd worked on for 3 years, the last six months of hearings and oral arguments and scads of written pleadings. I care so much about this client and her case, and the constitutional issues that were involved, and the judge just dismissed it. I am heartbroken, and my client will likely spend the rest of her life in prison on an unjust sentence. I have very little faith left in the criminal justice system.

Pleas someone tell me that it will get better, or give me a hug, please.

Anne

I'm sorry. I'm going through something a little like that advocating for a friend, although the stakes aren't as high as with your client. We'll probably find out the decision in a week or two. I don't have faith in the justice system or interpersonal justice either. I'm trying to remember/believe that whatever the outcome, she knows she's doing the right thing and she knows she's got people who totally believe in her, and she knows how to live better and more honestly than the people who are prosecuting her. Sigh. None of that makes it okay. I guess my friendship with her and with her other supporters is what will make things as okay as they can be if her decision goes the wrong way. I hope you can keep your faith in what you believe in (if not the legal system).

[Wysteria]

Awww...Pumkin....
Honey..if it were a boo-boo I'd kiss it and make it all better..since it's not can I just beat the snot out of the judge for you??
Man...I just hate those days...but like Ygrec said..just can't happen two days in a row...so get up this morning and fix yourself something good for breakfast and hit your husband with the newspaper and the child with some chores and be glad you've got a full tank of gas!
Karma is definitely on your side today and hopefully someone upstairs is going to give you a ringside seat today when it comes round to kick some booty!

Big HUGS and a kiss on the forehead for being such a trooper!!!

Wysteria Blue
PS Go look at your wall..

[Nelliecat]

Oh my goodness! What a day to have! You can have a hug from me

[sittingatwatersedge]

terrible horrible no good very bad days..... they happen sometimes......

here's a hug for you ((((((((((((((((((((((((( 3rd time )))))))))))))))))))))))))))

small consolation, but it was me that stepped in for you at the grocery store. After checkout I put my handbag into an empty cart, leaving my groceries behind, and almost made it to the front door before they caught up with me

Originally Posted by sittingatwatersedge

small consolation, but it was me that stepped in for you at the grocery store. After checkout I put my handbag into an empty cart, leaving my groceries behind, and almost made it to the front door before they caught up with me

Gosh, that explains the 4 bags of marshmallows that showed up in my bags!

Anne

Thank you again, you sweet and supportive people.

Anne

Anne, I hope today is a tiny bit better for you

Sorry to hear about your court case! I think that would make our own freedom feel a very painful thing for a while. Perhaps create an unconsious need to punish ourselfs for it.

[sittingatwatersedge]

Originally Posted by 3rdTimesTheCharm

Gosh, that explains the 4 bags of marshmallows that showed up in my bags! Anne

so that's where they went! (now you know why I always get so many volunteers for pocket riders )

hope the sun shines on you today.

Originally Posted by earthmamma

Sorry to hear about your court case! I think that would make our own freedom feel a very painful thing for a while. Perhaps create an unconsious need to punish ourselfs for it.

Something is ringing true for me related to you saying this (thank you), but I can't quite figure it out, what it is.

Anne

Hugs from me!

And because I'm not the writer you are, how about this cliche:
"Someday you'll look back on this and laugh." </dumb>

[granite1]

i so hope today will get better for you

[FourRedheads]

What a rotton day! I hope today was much better for you.