Monday my credit card number was compromised and fraudulent purchases made on top of an incredibly crazy stressful work day.
Tuesday I broke the Tupperware containing my lunch.
This morning at my follow up appointment with my general doctor after my heart surgery, she lovingly pointed out the 6 pounds I gained over the holidays. I countered that no sane person is going to say no to cookies that only come around once a year and I'm back to healthy eating plus running 4 days a week, thank you very much.
Next she mentioned that the heart problem I had has a small chance of re-occurrence as the pathway closed could just make a new one. Fantastic.
Then she pointed out that I'm now 28 year's old and asked when I'm going to have a baby.
HAPPY WEDNESDAY! Excuse me while I find a straw and steal the Gentleman Jack bottle from my boss's office.