Crappy Day

Man, you know things aren't going to go well when, as you're walking from the parking lot to the office, your cell phone rings because one of your supervisors wants to know when you'll be in.

(Yes, this would be connected to the assignment for which I've already plucked a half-dozen grey hairs out of my head.  The one yesterday was, like, seven inches long.)

Found out a buyer who had seemed really interested in my unit:  (a)  thinks he can get the unit for way, way, way below market price; and (b)  is actually more interested in the other unit for sale in the building.

Came home to write a review that just didn't want to write.  (And if you write for a living, or even just write regularly, you know what I mean.)

And, the cherry on the ice cream:  I just got an email that a colleague passed away.

There were one or two bright spots which I am trying to cling to, but, really, today was just a pisser all around.

This morning, when I was getting ready for work, I put on a pair of earrings I don't think I've worn to work before, and I thought, "Hey, I wonder if these will bring me luck."

That's it.  They are out of the regular rotation.