The Days of Annoying-ness

Do you ever have these?

Those irritating days where things are exactly bad, they're just... annoying. Things that should be good aren't really. Things that are negative aren't as bad as they could be.

For instance, I was owed a very large cheque that I had waiting on for ages. Finally received it today -- only to discover it's only for part of the work (a third of what's owed), and was written over a month and a half ago.

Or that I've been working steadily for hours now (minus a brief period where I composed a long email to a friend)... only to find that I haven't actually achieved anything. (So naturally, this is righted by distracting myself with Blogger.)

Or when sending anti-valentine's day cards to numerous friends, I re-read one that -- while meant to be sorta self-deprecating and breezy -- ended up reading kind of not very nice. Sarcasm and goofiness just don't travel well over the internet.

Or that my mother has sent me a package (I can only guess it's for Valentine's Day as she does every year -- my mummy loves me, she does) but it's sitting in some postal never-neverland.

Bah.
Of course I realize today could be far, far worse -- and yes, Ro, I am indeed being petulant and sulky -- but sometimes these niggling stupid things just start prickling under your skin until you want to throw things out the window.