And today sucks too

Yesterday I did almost half of the stuff that I wanted to get done. I cleaned just a little bit, washed a few dishes, got started on an art project, and half watched some TV while I was doing laundry and cooking and such. My husband has to eat out all of the damned time, which is a waste of money, so I was going to cook something with lots of leftovers so we would eat the leftovers instead of going out the rest of the week.

After deciding to make something that he really might like and spending about fifteen dollars at the grocery store I started cooking. And after I finished cooking I tried to keep stuff warm until it was time for him to come home. And then I thought that he was going to be late, so I'd be better off putting the whole thing in the fridge for later. I moved some stuff around in the fridge and made sure that there was room for the stuff without moving everything into different dishes, and then I went in the other room to watch TV while I waited for the thing to cool. And then I most have nodded off for a bit. Then my husband came home, and I told him that I'd already put the food away, which I thought I had, cause I remembered moving things around in the fridge to make a space for it.

And this morning before I went to school I found all the food still on the stove. So I had to throw everything away. So of course I was late for class because I was throwing away food and trying to clean up a bit in the kitchen, and we had to waste more money going to Burger King for lunch, and I've been in a really bad mood all day. And the computer didn't work this morning either, so before I found the ruined food I woke up at the usual time and spent two hours in bed wishing that I could go back to sleep.

Yesterday, before I knew that I was going to have a bad day, I agreed to do grocery shopping for my grandmother so that my mom wouldn't have to do it. So I thought that I could at least get that over with, or find out that she didn't need anything or whatever. And I call my mother, right when I said that I would, and she's like, where are you? I'm at home, where else would I be if I'm calling to find out what you need? She's like, I haven't had time to ask what she needs yet. I'll call you later.

Later, when all the idiots pick up milk on their way home from work, right when I said that I did not want to go out. This is why I don't do stuff like this very often. One silly errand that should take about an hour ends up taking the whole afternoon, or maybe the whole day. I should have just said no when she asked yesterday, but it just seemed like a simple enough request. Really, I am going to go to the store, if you need something, after lunch. Not before lunch, and not after dinner. So maybe you could write the list before lunch so you can tell me what you need.

Sometimes class is such a disaster that I feel like just going back to bed and watching TV or something. And that is what I feel like now, but instead I'm waiting for my mother and her mother to decide if something is needed at the grocery store. And I can't really try to do anything useful now either. Like I can't get out the clay, or right then my mom will call and I'll either have to tell her to wait while I put everything away, or I leave everything out and hope that stuff doesn't dry too much while I'm gone.

My professor really, Really, REALLY wants me to do a sculpture in the round dragon. I don't want another dragon. Not that I wouldn't like another dragon, but this one is going to be too much work. I don't think that I have enough time left, and I'm not sure that I'm up to that skill level yet anyway. I should just turn in a sleestak instead and get a bad grade and be done with it. I'm too tired for this stuff right now.