The first thing that happened was I woke up not feeling great. When you have a busy week ahead and you wake up on Monday morning not feeling great, that's not promising. As you all know, I am very close with my sisters. Well, the next thing that happened was an explosive argument via text. This was all before 9:30 a.m.
Then, when I arrive at the office, I notice that I forgot to bring my laptop. I really, really, really, REALLY hate when that happens. So, I go to my office, get notes, and decide to just work from home. I thought, "Okay, well, everything is telling me to go home, so I'll just go home and maybe the day will improve."
Work work work...
I actually got a lot done. By dinner time, I started to believe that the Apocalypse might not happen that day after all and I was ready to enjoy the evening. Had a great dinner, and then I was about to head upstairs to shower when--*plop!*--I dropped my two-month old phone. For those of you who have not visited the Nu Residence, we have the hardest stone floors known to mankind. I picked up my phone to find this.
This is when my brain screamed, "orz!"
Update: Oh, wait, today is Thursday!