MY SHOE DONE FELL OFF GILBERT!

While yesterday was spectacular for no apparent reason, today was very much unspectacular for no apparent reason. Well, hangover being a possible cause, lack of things to wear and taking note of the need to dye the rapidly multiplying grey in my roots.
The last hour of the day was constant one thing after another, busy , busy, busy. Its not the busy that stresses me out, it’s that 5:00 = cigarette time and I was there after 5. At which time I notice, my shoe broke, rendering it useless. Had to sheepishly ask my new co-workers who barely know me for either their help, or for them to please not make fun of me when I walk to my car barefoot. I was saved, and finished up my work day with my shoe rubberbanded to my foot.
The trudge home through city traffic and construction with no air is wearing on me. There’s never any music on the radio, the pieces of hair too short for a pony tail blow in my face, (when the traffic allows me to drive fast enough) Today I was sans sunglasses and was loosing circulation in my foot due to rubberbands. I had extra shoes in my car because this has happened before, but I couldn’t find them. I really need to clean out my gypsy wagon…..
Moral of the story is, if your flip flops break, you will be stranded, rubberbands work great. And if you bought them at Old Navy, this shall too happen to you, so be prepared.
I’m off to clean this hell hole, the mess may be 1 reason why I feel so shitty today.