Of fuzziness and frustration.

[helenkacan]

No, I am not a happy camper. First, I woke up at 6:30 to book my rides for the mall next week. Didn't even try to return to bed. OTOH, I now had proof that even drinking an Iced Capp did nothing to reduce the quality of my sleep. ::pats self approvingly::

But then things began to fall apart. The signal on the computer is ... pathetic. Normally my colours are yellow font on pitch black background. Right now, I'm staring at fuzzy white on a snowy charcoal background. This is Not. Good.

I finally called the wigmaster around 11:40, but he said he was with a client and would return my call in an hour. Twelve hours later(!) and still no call. So I decided to put my request for an appointment in his online form (which was very efficient as I could explain what I was looking for and who'd recommended him). I keep checking my gmail account and no reply. Sigh. I guess I won't be booking any trips first thing tomorrow morning.

I was mostly zonking out in the evening (and have to rewatch tonight's Jeopardy! as I dozed through it. Then I decided to listen to the entire "Come From Away" soundtrack for something uplifting. After laughing and crying through it, I watched tonight's Big Bang Theory and Young Sheldon season enders. I'm feeling a little meh about the wedding. Perhaps I'll like it better after a rewatch.

Anyway, I really should head to bed. The fuzziness is aggravating ... infuriating ... bloody ridiculous!