If you've paid attention to anything I've ever posted ever, you've realized a couple of things about me. The first is that I often speak in absolutes. The second is that I'm really clumsy. I didn't really comprehend this aspect of myself until I was older - I guess I felt my scrapes and bruises and bumping into walls and falling down a lot were normal. I'd like to tell you I grew out of it, but I'd be lying. Right now I have a scratch on my right arm, a bruise of ...
I figured out the best way to tell if I have a bad day is to think of how often I pee at work. Yesterday I worked from 8:30am to about 9pm. And I didn't pee one time the entire day. When I got home, it was like a freaking monsoon. Today I peed while I was at work. So today was a better day than yesterday. Yay.