Venting, fuming, and otherwise whining about my day.

I'm in such a poopy mood. Just thought I'd let you know. Work was not quite as bad as yesterday, but darn near close. I got shuffled around all day not knowing what to do. Then I heard that I got paid more for what I did yesterday and today and that I didn't need to punch in like paras do, but I could just sign the teacher book like substitute teachers do. So I didn't punch back in after lunch, which was a stupid thing to do because when I asked the secretary she said that yes, I do need to punch in and that I also need to call the district office and correct the punch and also find out how much I get paid. Big hassle. Then I asked if I was supposed to come in Monday and she said yes but that the lady I was subbing for was also going to be there. ??? There are no sub plans, so I'm not going back. As previously stated, I will not wing it with 7 year olds. So I called sub-line when I got home and told them to get a different sub for that school on Monday. They asked all these questions and it was just difficult and it's still now all up in the air. So I have to call back on Sunday and try to get it straightened out. It's cold and rainy outside. Oh ya, then I went to Victoria Secret because I had some cupons for some free stuff. I got there and was informed that the cupon doesn't start till May. In disbelief I said, "What? It's not May yet?!" I was serious. But alas, it is not may yet. So I came home and balanced the checkbooks because I feel competant at that and I usually have a good, accomplished feeling when they are all right. No luck with that either. I'm 16 dollars off. I went through it three times and still no luck. So again, something about my day did not go right. Then while I was eating ice cream I bit my tongue. That's what I get for eating sugar. I'm on a no-sugar diet. Until Carissa's wedding. Then all deals are off. Well hopefully not cuz by then it'll be a habit. Also, none of my summer clothes fit. The winter pounds just don't fit in to any of my capri's, cute summer T-shirts, or shorts. I haven't even considered bringing out the swimsuits, much-less the bikini's that I looked half-way decent in a year ago. Even my jeans are tight. How sad. I refuse to buy a new wardrobe, so I've started exercising and eating better. I wish it'd hurry up and kick in.
So there are my gripes. I bet you're all kinds of cheered up by now. At least it's Sabbath soon. Maybe that'll be better.