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It’s been Monday all over, all day, and it feels as if entire geological epochs have passed since I woke up this morning.  I have 10 more hours to go. 

First there were frozen pipes (no kidding).  All I can figure is the insulation has slipped or something.  So I got out the space heater at 2 a.m. this morning.

I overslept.

I was late.

I’m not sure I even brushed my teeth.

There was no heat in the office.

We are out of coffee.

A colleague “lost” a critically important database file that she had “backed up.”  Um no.  We had remedial backup lessons.

Last week, I didn’t mail a vitally important document.  I have been on the phone groveling for a special dispensation.

Note the looming hysteria?

But I’m laughing.  When the downward spiral of disaster whips into a frenzy, there’s not much you can do but strap in and hang on.  I’m not quite amused enough yet to giggle-shout, “Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!” but I’m working on it.

As you were. . .