Clio and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Remember that post where I said I was looking forward to this weekend, and I was just going to clean and do some things at home, and maybe read, and such?

Well.

First, I installed Jaguar last night and some things didn't quite work so I had to reinstall it today. Grr.

Then, at around 8:30 last night, work called, and I had to go in today. Don't even get me started.

So last night, I cleaned up quite a bit and I feel pretty good about that. And this morning, still feeling pretty industrious, I decide to write something.

Then I toddle off to work. I had to go in from 12-4. Not where I wanted to be. At all.

I come home, finish the second install of Jaguar, then see that my beloved best friend C____ is calling. But our convo doesn't go well--I didn't read his signals properly, and I think I wasn't sympathetic enough. He said he'd call back tomorrow, and I really hope he does, because I feel really bad about that.

Well, that something I wrote this morning had horrible consequences. Because of what I wrote, some stuff happened that I really didn't want to happen. I really wrote it very innocently. I didn't mean to force anyone's hand. :-(

I think that everyone hoped that I could make it work. Maybe, if I were a better writer, or a better cajoler, or a better person in general, I could have made it work. Instead, I let everyone down, and for that I'm really sorry. I know you guys were counting on me to fix it, to make it go smoothly, and I didn't come through. I feel really really horrible about it. And because I couldn't fix it, and because I was stupid and wrote something, someone else got it, at a moment when they really didn't need something else to happen. I can't tell you how horrible I feel about that, and will continue to probably for a good while.

So, I'm off to bed with a bottle of Amaretto.

cheers.