Back to the Grindstone

Ugh, Tuesdays aren't exactly my favorite days. But today seems particularly nasty to me. It doesn't help that the cold I've been fighting for several days now chose today to peak, so I felt like crud the moment I opened my eyes and realized I couldn't breathe. Plus there's a headache just starting to throb in the center of my head. Then Tuesdays are the day I usually get the job-hunter stuff (why Tuesdays I'll never fully understand), but the pickings this week have been very slim for some reason. The weather has turned cold and nasty, hovering in the 30's with an icy rain soaking into everything. And I have to travel to collect my 2nd daughter from her Team XL dance practice. I love that she's in that, I love that it's uniquely hers (they don't offer it every year), I hate having to go across town to retrieve her. So this day was doomed right from the start and just doesn't seem to be getting any better. Ah well, perhaps I'll go and play with a bunny or two, maybe that will make me feel a little better. Although with my allergies, it could also make me feel worse. Poor me.