All my loose change

I have been hit in the head way too many times today.

First, I was bending over to grab some cute camel shoes, and on my way back up, I rammed my skull into the sharp corner of Michael's dresser.

Camel Shoes

Secondly, I went to stand on the tub so I could get the right hem length for the dress I'm making, and the entire shower rod and curtain came tumbling down on my head.

Yes, that's only two instances of head trauma, but that's TWO MANY!!!!

I've had a relatively bad day full of minor frustrations.
And what's making it worse is the fact that I can't maintain homeostasis. I could swear we live in an apartment where it is either burning up or freezing over.
It doesn't make any sense, but 77 is way to hot and 76 is way too cold.
It's like I'm a reptile with a three chambered heart and extreme sensitivity to temperature, noise, babies, dogs, lawn mowers, people smacking their lips, Pandora commercials and stray hairs that I can't see but I can feel.

It sounds like zombies outside.

And what's with all the dump trucks?

Helmet on,
TWS