I'm whiny today. After sitting outside last week and enjoying the fresh air and blooming flowers, we're now having a series of whiteouts. The crocus' are dead. The daffodils are laying on the ground under an inch of snow. Last night's low temperature hit an all-time record for our state. The chipmunk ate all the bird seed, and the birds are squawking at me to refill the feeders that I just filled 2 hours ago. I need something from the store, and we don't dare go out because visibility is frequently at zero.
I have time-sensitive forms that need to be turned in to a government agency, and my printer ran out of ink. Regarding a different agency, I wasn't intending to file a tax return this year, but due to a glitch I now have to.
The back-ordered Christmas shirt I bought my son finally arrived. It wasn't until we'd thrown the packing materials away that we discovered it had a box cutter slice down the front. When I started an online exchange request, I learned that my only option is to ship it back at my expense and then get a gift card for the purchase price. I can't just reorder the shirt, because it's now being sold at more than twice what I paid for it. The company sells nothing that I can buy for the original price, plus they have high shipping fees, which is why we only shop there when buying multiple items.
My grocery order arrived this morning. I was supposed to get 13 items, and they shorted 7 of them. They did issue a refund, but I won't be able to reorder them for several weeks due to a minimum order requirement, by which time the prices will have gone up. When I opened a multi-pack of cans, half of them were dented, which obviously happened at the factory before they were boxed.
And as the day wears on, I'm dealing with numbness and tingling all over my body. I'm sure it's just stress, but there's always that fear that it's another way-too-soon relapse.
Please remind me that life is good, this too shall pass, and tomorrow will be a better day.