This week, a million little things have gone wrong and I feel completely overwhelmed. I've been trying to be Positive Polly all week, but I just can't do it anymore. I wish I could just yell at the world, "I'M HAVING A HARD TIME RIGHT NOW!"
I finally thought I'd be happy this afternoon because I scheduled a mani/pedi, which I do less than once a year. I thought, "Finally, a treat for me!" Long story short, the manicure was highly disappointing and my nails look like my five year old niece did them. It's worth mentioning that I took time off work to accommodate the appointment, so I pretty much blew through a half-day for nothing.
Can we have a GIF party? They always cheer me up.