Crappy Tuesday

That was yesterday, and that’s what I’m calling it.

We all have crappy days. I get it. I’m not the only one. But yesterday just WANTED to be crappy for me, despite all my efforts to pivot and be productive.

Jenise was at the office. I had the place to myself, so I decided to make video footage for my next doll projects. Hair and makeup, jewelry, found a nice top…I went full-out.

Then my new downstairs neighbor decided to spend an hour yelling at his children. I don’t like it when he yells at them. His tone disturbs me, but I can’t do anything about it.

I go to my kitchen and clean the Lockdown Stockpile off my dining table. Sometime after the holidays, I left something on the table that ruined the finish, so I bought the necessary materials to re-varnish the table. I had done this before, with my computer desk, so I was confident. Unfortunately, I forgot that I had to sand off the existing paint/varnish job. I spent hours getting that varnish and sealer just right, only for it all to come up the first time I wiped down the table. I’m going to have to do the whole thing over again–but no time soon.

In the meantime, the maintenance guy decided to mow the lawn outside my window. For hours. Back and forth went the roaring of the sit-down-mower-thingy, strategically whenever I started talking on the video. Very unnerving, and I took it personally. So I stopped filming and scrapped all the footage. There was nothing I could salvage.

Okay…I couldn’t get the intro done, but I could work on the content. Background noise is irrelevant with those little snippets, because I replace the sound anyway. I had two dolls that needed re-sculpting, so I worked on them. Some time later, I went back to them and realized that the placement was all wrong. I had to scrap both jobs and prepare to re-do them–but not today.

By that time, Jenise was home, and I had to do all of things that I do when Jenise is home: cook dinner, collect the trash, unload and load the dishwasher, and be her sounding board. I couldn’t even go to bed when I wanted to, because Jenise had a paper due and could not send it before I proofread it.

I had wasted my entire day. Crappy Tuesday.

Today is different. Another day to get it right.

Hopefully.