Yesterday I was having a crappy day for no reason. I woke up, and the day was already crappy despite the tulips blooming and nobody barfing and the car out of the shop and basically everything going just fine. But there was no more Easter candy, and when I woke up I thought I was waking up at about 2:00 in the morning but in fact it was 5 minutes before I had to get up and yet I still fell back to sleep so I woke up feeling all weird and sleep-interrupted, and furthermore I've been reading more volumes of the Y: The Last Man series so I'd been having bad dreams about being trapped in a bathroom with killers outside, and as soon as I woke up I remembered I'd forgotten to thaw muffins and ANYway it wasn't all that bad a day and yet it WAS.
I poked around for awhile trying to fix it. Good breakfast. Favorite lavender-vanilla conditioner and body wash. Extra coffee. Sitting and reading more Y: The Last Man instead of getting going on the laundry. Still I remained cranky and wan.
Then I remembered what I hardly ever seem to remember on the days that are crappy because I am feeling too crappy to think of things that would make me feel better: I have Crappy Day Presents. And at first I tried to talk myself out of opening one, because I didn't have a good reason for having a crappy day, and also because a characteristic of this kind of crappy day is a certain sullenness and resistance toward improving it---as if being able to improve it with a present would mean it hadn't REALLY been a crappy day. I shook that right off.
And I also remembered that when I wrote about Crappy Day Presents before, some of you asked for follow-ups to give you more ideas for sending your own CDP boxes, so...look what Mean Living (more of a Twitter girl these days AHEM languishing blog) sent me:
I should have waited for good lighting to take the pictures, but I knew those mini Cadbury Eggs were not going to make it to the good lighting (they are half-gone as I write this post) so you get one with too much flash, and one dark and not completely in focus.
Can you believe that cross-stitch? Mean Living is all "Please excuse all the flaws" and I was all "OMG you MADE this? out of, like, THREAD??" Look at the BIRDY. Look at the SWEET LITTLE FLOWERS, which gradually change from darker to lighter as the row goes along. And do you see what it says? "TODAY'S GOAL: Do not go slap out of my mind." And the thread it's written in MATCHES MY BLOG. I think I should put it by the coffee pot. Or next to my alarm clock.
Gift ideas for an 8-year-old, part 2 of 2 - Last week I talked about the gifts we were getting/considering for Edward, who is turning 8 next month. This week it’s Elizabeth’s turn: not “girl gifts,” ...