Murpheys Law: If anything can go wrong, it will. That was yesterday. I had a dental appointment with the orthodontist at 0830, and an appointment with Pysche at 1000. Plenty of time, Right? Nope. The orthodontist had me running to another clinic and back, so when I was finally finished it was 0950. I then had to drive 5 minutes to the hospital, find a spot, walk in, wait for the elevator, and then go to the 13th floor. ( I have always found the fact that Pysche is on the 13th floor intenstly amusing) Needless to say, I was late. No big thus far. I left out around 1100, went and ate lunch. I retured to work and stopped in on my career counselor who informed me that my move to Fort Belvoir was a no go, as there were no positions there for me. What was already a not so good day turned rapidly into a shitty day from there. If it could go wrong, it did. Thankfully when I got home, my boyfriend was as ever on the other end of the line to cheer me up a bit. I know eventually everything will be worked out, but I have to admit, it looks pretty hopeless to me right now! ick ick ick.
Thus far today hasn't been bad, though with this afternoons awards ceremony, who knows. I leave for Miami again this evening, and I can't wait, although I do not look forward to that drive. Not my cup of tea, though worth it.