Today is one of Those Days. I’ve been running on very little sleep thanks to the enthusiasm of one kitten named Noodle, and she’s really been triggering my allergies, too. I woke up at 2am doing one of those giant gasp-for-air things and somehow inhaled stomach acid and started choking. I got up for a while and then went back to sleep. I woke up to some idiocy on the part of my bank (Bank of America; I’ll be switching) and spent about an hour on the phone with them, only to reach a mostly unsatisfactory resolution. Then I went downstairs to grab some breakfast and stepped on a metal shaving I assume my husband brought home from work on his clothes or his shoes. I have a good, bleedy puncture in my heel now. It kind of hurts.
I sincerely hope that I get some new BPAL in the mail today, or that some other miracle of yay! happens. Excuse this exercise in whining. I really did mean to write a post about chipotles.