Some days, as we've all remarked at one time or another, it hardly seems worth chewing through the restraints.

I overslept (must get new alarm clock with more reliable volume button), there was no hot water (there hasn't been for the last 24 hours), I had to sponge-bath and wash my hair in the sink with water heated in a teakettle on the stove (so very primitive), and then they were doing construction again on the road that leads straight from my home to my office, shutting the normal two traffic lanes + 1 turn lane down to one lane and the traffic to a crawl.

It's probably okay that I can't take all of my clothes off and take a shower because I am so disgustingly fat that I can barely stand to look at myself. Thanks to the NSP (which is not even going that well), I have put on the 5 lbs I took off this spring and now I'm back to needing to take off at least 10 lbs in order to feel good about myself.

And, speaking of the 'NutNews (which I wasn't, at least not at that moment, but which I usually am any more), I just finished this week's battle with the latest issue. I was two seconds away from getting it sent out on time (for a change) yesterday, when two members of TeamChaos (taking advantage of my own, personal ChaosManager, Vela's absence, called a halt to the process.

After an hour of going back and forth, trying to rewrite one four-sentence article into something that made sense, they finally just pulled it from the newsletter. After a frantic interval of deleting, rechecking code, resetting bookmarks, and recreating the printable copy that's always sent out with the html-format email, I got to push "send."

I was working from home. Logging into my office desktop and into FrontPage, then ftp-ing up to the remote website? Verrry slow. Keystroke-by-keystroke slow. Frustration is being someone who types at 100 wpm being forced to type at one keystroke per second.

It was double-frustration day since there was no hot water and no water at all starting at 3:30 in the afternoon. Nothing like not getting to wash my hair to put me into a bad mood anyhow.

Today, I'm grateful for employment in an office where there's hot water when I need to wash my hands.