yesterday was the pits.

Addendum: Most of the list below was actually written while I was sitting outside of my apartment last night trying to figure out how to get in wallowing in self pity.  I eventually made it in, made it to my bed, and barring the fan, made it to today with no more major incidents.  It has to be said that I am completely aware the list below is actually all fairly minor stuff- I'm sure I'll be fine, and things will work out exactly the way they should.  If nothing else, I only cried once today and it wasn't at my desk, so maybe we can count that as the most minor of victories.

From Yesterday:
Some days just take it out of you and today was one of them.  Here's just a little snippet of what my day looked like:

I ran out of hot water minutes in to my shower

There was a minor break-in in our building

Work was the worst- I cried not once, but twice at my desk (I don't want to talk about it b/c I still feel really sad)

The locksmith must have stopped by to change all the locks as a post break-in precaution which means my keys don't work.

I missed a call from my landlord (probably to tell me where my new key is or how to get in to the building) and my voicemail is full

My landlord wouldn't answer my return call.

I sat outside of my broken in to building for 30 minutes trying to figure how to not be locked out and trying not to cry.  again.  for the third time.

While climbing in to bed (mere minutes after getting inside my apartment) I tried to turn off the light / turn on my ceiling fan and the cord came off in my hands, leaving my fan spinning at a rate of speed that can't really be safe.

I'm going to hope tomorrow will be better… 

p.s. the photo above is of my Elvis front door key that had to be retired for the new locks.  Someday I'll tell you the story of how I ended up with an Elvis front door key and my friend Becky stopped me from buying every single thing in Graceland.  That my friends is a good story...