Ok, so yesterday was not that much better than Thursday. The cats woke me up at 3:15 a.m. and I worked for 13 hours (on the same stupid thing I was working on Thursday)--so it was actually kind of worse. The only thing that made it not quite so bad was that there wasn't any diarrhea on the floor. Thank god it was Friday, because that at least gave me something to look forward to. Except that I ended up going to bed around 10:15 because I couldn't keep my eyes open. Thrilling!
Today, though, has been much better. The cats let me sleep in until 4:30 a.m. Wow, right? I'm so spoiled.
This afternoon I went to the mall and got my hair cut again. I decided that the wedge cut I'd been trying so hard to have just doesn't work for my hair--I could never get the back to look good, no matter what I did. And getting my hair done is always a mood-lifter, which I definitely needed. The style I got is one that I go back to time and time again, copying Reese Witherspoon in Sweet Home Alabama (now I just need to get her body).
After my haircut I wheedled Jason into taking me to Starbucks, so that was another good thing.
Overall, funk averted.