At about 4 this afternoon, I had a moment at work. I had just sat through a 4 hour meeting and thought I was going to pull my hair out, so I told everyone that I had to go to the bathroom (I like to announce my bathroom breaks at work....one of my numerous lovable quirks). I stood in the bathroom, looking in the mirror for what seemed like 10 minutes and thought I was going to scream. Red?? RED?!?!?! WHAT was I thinking!?!?
This feeling of disgust may have felt a bit stronger due to the fact that I had a really (really, really, really, really) bad day, but still. WHAT. WAS. I. THINKING!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
So, this is my attempt to say thanks...
Thanks for not fully making fun of me during my 6 day stint as a redhead. I really appreciate it.
Oh, and just a life lesson that I re-learned today...
When you think you've had a bad day, DON'T think that it can't get worse. It always will.
How's that for dramatic??