I'm losing my mind.

This morning I spent time on my hair. It was a good hair day. Then I realized it was snowing/raining outside. What a waste of time, especially since I have to trudge around campus in the rain and snow and wind.

I decided I would wear boots, so I planned an outfit around my gray boots and got dressed. Then I found out at the last minute that my gray boots must have walked out the door on Abby or Katie’s feet because I couldn’t find them anywhere. I wanted to scream. So I had to change my outfit.

I still had to run to Walmart for donuts and jelly beans for Tyler’s class party so now I was running behind schedule. And I needed to eat before I went to school or else I wouldn’t be able to eat until after 3:30.

I was in and out of Walmart in a hurry but then I took the groceries out to the car and realized I had forgotten to pay for a package of knives. I screamed and ran back in, all the while fighting with a stupid umbrella to try to save my good hair. I paid for the knives in a self-checkout that only took debit cards. So I decided to get cash back with my dollar purchase. I was really getting stressed now.

I struggled with the machine for a minute, of course, grabbed my cash back, and ran out. I stopped at Mcdonalds inside Walmart for a fruit and yogurt parfait because I felt another scream coming on.

Fighting with the umbrella again I ran to the car and hurried home. I started throwing 16 jelly beans into each Ziploc bag for the bingo markers for the party. Then I realized I was out of jelly beans and need two more bags! Another scream.

Then I thought, “Where did I put those knives?” “I could really use one to slit my wrist right now.” And that’s when I realized I had left the knives that I went back in to pay for, in the bag at the self-checkout! Of course I screamed.

I inhaled a few of the deformed jelly beans that I didn’t want to use to keep me from a complete meltdown and then ran upstairs to get my rings that I had left in the ring cleaner. As I grabbed the rings the whole thing of ring cleaner spilled out. “Seriously?” I thought. I convinced myself not to crawl back into bed right then, ran downstairs, grabbed a Diet Coke and went to school, afraid of what the rest of the day would bring.