Flat on my Face.

The last few days haven't been the most.. fluid. What I mean is, things haven't been working 'just right'. Not that things are typically smooth sailing for me - we all have our obstacles, and I'm usually pretty good at calmly taking a deep breath and facing them.

But after a few stumbles - a few too many stumbles - things can get a little overwhelming. Little things.

First, I found out on Monday that my computer had crashed via Blue Screen 'O' Death. Unfortunately, I found out on the GO Train - this was the first time I had lugged my computer to school all year, and for the sole purpose of working on the major assignments that I was hoping to have completed by, well, yesterday. So, on the way to school, I stared my blue screen in the face and restarted. And restarted. And restarted. And then my husband called me to tell me to please, stop restarting. Leave it alone. Lug it around all day and don't touch it.

And I'll have to get back up and start all over on the work that I really truly have dedicated myself to.

But I moved on. I figured, you know what, I'll find the warranty information and bring it in to The Store That Is Overpriced And Can Fix Your Stuff, and I'll have it fix my stuff.

So I went home, and my husband worked overnight. So of course I didn't really sleep. You never know, he could call any second to say "hey honey, guess what - I'm on my way home!" - but he didn't, not until 9 AM.

In the next 2 days, I proceeded to light a piece of bread on fire in my oven. And then my website broke (I'm prettysure I hate the internet). And then I realized I was extremely far behind in my own personal work. And then my school work.

And then I found out about this song:




And then I thought, I've heard that going to get some real good exercize helps these situations, alleviates the problems, clears the mind. So John and I went for a walk, and I put on my running shoes and my special stretchy pants and I thought, what the heck, I'm going to run. We live right beside the board walk (we're very blessed) and I figured the water and the breeze and the seven-degrees-springtime-air would help out. And I did, I ran, and I felt great, and I was ready to go home, and I tripped over a chain on the boardwalk and I fell flat on my face.

I should say, actually, that I fell flat on my stomach. For some reason my hip is all banged up, my elbow too, so I can't really re-create the fall in my mind because when I look at my bruises it all doesn't make sense according to gravity.

Anyway, it hurt a lot. It still does. I just took the ice off of it a few minutes ago.

This isn't really a post with a happy ending, it's more a post to say, at least it's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday. Fun, fun, fun, fun, think about fun, you know what it is. I got this. You got this. My friend is by my right.