I'm having one of those "zoberg and the terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day" days. You know, one of those days when all of the little things go wrong and usually trivial matters just get to you.
FI often forgets his towel when he showers (and our landlord won't let us install a towel rack on the wall next to the shower) so he tracks water across the bathroom and doesn't wipe it up. We have concrete floors, which get pretty slippery when slick. So this morning, while he's getting dressed, I slip on the water while getting out of the shower and my head makes contact with the also-concrete pillar. FI doesn't hear or at least doesn't ask what happened, which is one of those trivial things that just rubs me the wrong way. When I go to tell him what happened and to please mop up the water when he forgets his towel, he says sorry a couple times and then goes to leave. I mop it up for him. And when I don't go to kiss him good-bye, he slams the door and that was that.
And then I brought cupcakes into the office and no one has thanked me or even bothered to ask why I brought them. Plus, a work-vent here, I pissed several people off when I went to hunt down someone in the accounting department who could submit a PO that was supposed to be pushed through last night, but the guy who normally does these called in a vacation day today - only to find out he did submit it but he didn't CC me like he always does. So a copy of my PO was sitting in my mailbox in the other building (which I only go to once a week or so) and I looked like a lazy idiot in front of the owner's sister. And people are still ignoring me here, including my boss.
So I'm going to treat myself to my favorite lunch at my favorite deli, go to the gym after work and then just collapse into bed and be done with this day.
Thanks for letting me vent. Sorry for the novel.