bad day - funny story

Saturday.

Stressful.

Excited, but stressed.

I was on  my

.

Get it?

Woke up all night long.

Un-comfy.

Do-able.

Cramps. 

Worst.Ever.

So, when I woke up at 11:30, 

I decided to get ready. 

Minus the electircity that was no longer working in our building.

[which is why I woke up at 8 to do my hair. and fall asleep on it again.]

Then, I made a trip to Target.

Bought Easter supplies.

3 stupid indie rock girls annoyed me.

[hello. bad cramps + pms + stupid girls? yah. no.]

Left.

Got home.

Did chores. 

SO excited to paint my nails.

Open nail polish.

.......

no brush. 

-enter bitterness, resentment, anger, and need for chocolate-

called Kels.

head back to Target.

.....

Get to Target.

Exchange nail polish.

Always checking from now on.

-you should too!-

Kels goes to try on a bra, I shop for cute new underwear.

Answer a phone call,

find cute underwear,

end phone call,

Kels comes out,

purchases are made,

and we scream about funny things all the way home.

...

I run to show Tyler my new underwear!!!

I'm so excited. 

I rip open the package,

start taking out the first pair of underwear.

I unroll, 

keep unrolling, 

and finally

.................................

 [ i bought the size 9. see size charts for comparison. i'm not even a size 5 on their list.]

I guess I was feeling pretty bloated.

Just one of those days.