FML

I had a relatively dull weekend despite the wonderful weather...

Living situations are putting more strain on my happiness than I expected.

Even the good days are dampened by various anythings or others and it's really just crap.

I know, I'm being impeccably eloquent.

Here's a possibly horrible metaphor for my weekend and currently my life:

I've been trying to get my favorite cupcakes lately. I went once, possibly twice, and they happened to be closed. I finally make it there while it's still open and they have ALL the flavors of cupcakes that are my favorite. I can't make a deciscion as to how many I should get or what kinds. In the mean time, Adam takes a call and leaves me to decide on my own and the formerly empty store becomes jam packed with people. So the pressure is on. I quickly make my choices with this sinking feeling of dread and anxiety, like I'd regret it all later. I walked away continually looking back. Should I get more? Should I have gotten a different combination? Should I have stayed and eaten them there? The day progresses and I'm getting busier and more distracted. We're doing this, that, and the other. This entire time I'm forgetting that I have cupcakes at all. And suddenly it's like 1 in the morning, I'm exhausted and I remember I have cupcakes. I decide we should eat one just to eat one, even though I'm barely even in the mood anymore. We half one and head to bed. The next day I bring the cupcakes to a party to share. Again I forget them.

I remember, look them over, and they're a disgusting melted mess.


Not only were they melted into a sopping pool of melted frosting but my life has been reduced to the insignificance of overly expensive snacks.