I should have known when I got the mail this morning and found that we got something for someone else (The Flower Corner? That's on Route 54. How do you confuse that with a strictly residential street?) that today would not be my day.

I went to the mall in search of a bra. Silly me, I thought that I should be able to walk into the store and fine the style I want and the size I need. HA! I could hardly find the size I need, and since I wasn't in the market for "old lady ugly", definitely didn't find the style.

On the walk out of the mall, I ended up with a blister on my left foot. These shoes have never given me a blister. Just another sign of the day.

I drove home, switched from the new Jeep, also known as Grape Ape, to my car (whatever Jeep is left at the house is to be taken out of town; my car is now strictly in-town driving only), and left again, this time to get some milk and bread at the grocery store and wash my car since both places are pretty much nextdoor to each other.

I pull into the car wash place and both of the back vacuums are occupied, but only one by an actual car. Some smartly dressed bitch with no car had her ass parked on the second one, chatting on her phone and smoking a cigarette. Annoyed, I pulled in, washed my car and then vacuumed it using the front vacuum, which I don't think is as good, because smartly dressed bitch still hadn't moved her smartly dressed ass and the other car (one of those new SUVs that look like a box on wheels) was still being vacuumed out. That lady was there a long time cleaning out her car. Like the whole time I cleaned AND vacuumed out mine. That car was brand new. It shouldn't have had that much shit in it.

Anyway, I'm just finishing up cleaning out and vacuuming my car when smartly dressed bitch goes walking by. If I had been a little quicker, I'd have had a new hood ornament.

I make it through the grocery store without incident and go home.

It then took two computers and three tries before I managed to order two bras online. According to what the site said, I should have them in about two weeks. *headdesk*

I swear to all that is unholy, the Universe wants me to have saggy titties.