There was frost on my windshield this morning, I had to scrape it.  I had to get out of my car and scrape it!  I had to WAIT for my car to warm up just so I could see out the damn icy hunk o'glass and it wouldn't just keep fogging up after I scraped it.  Have I mentioned I had to scrape it?  I was not okay with that. 

I got to work and well, am now surrounded by files that are piled so high I'm afraid they will cave in on me and I will die.  Everything is priority.  I am not okay with this.  Because nothing really is priority, they all just say that. 

I overslept this morning.  Couldn't have anything to do with the tylenol PM I took last night now could it?  I want to go back to bed.  I'm not okay with that either.