Urg. I don't even...Jesus Christ I was standing right there. He asked if we were dating. I was already exhausted and preoccupied, and all I could think to do was walk away and have a conversation with my daughter about how if a grownup tells her she's sexy she needs to not say thank you. I guess I'm glad I didn't hit him.
This happened right outside the door of Rite Aid, so we just went inside. I've been using their pharmacy and coming in there with my kid since she was 7. But I was kind of wandering and trying to figure out if we needed anything and the manager started following me around like I was a thief. Then I realized some dude was staring angrily at me, trying to catch my eye, like he wanted a confrontation. I have no clue what that was about, but it didn't help my mood. Then my daughter asked me for lipstick and when I said no she started hollering about how she's not a baby anymore. We'd been planning to stop and grab soymilk on the way home, but it was obvious that simply making it home should take priority.
I'm still fuming and analyzing those interactions. My head was full even before they happened. Today was far too much. And I got shin splints in my good leg so my gait was really weird and painful all day. Also I accidentally took my wellbutrin twice. I put the midday dose in my pocket when I left the house, but then I happened to be home when it was time to take it and I just took one from the bottle, and then later mindlessly took the one in my pocket. Now I don't feel good.
Today started with a bill collector calling me at 7 about some guy I've never heard of and a car loan or something, and they wouldn't believe me I know nothing about it. Last night I saw a guy take a corner too fast and plow into a parked car, and I thought that would be the most stressful thing on my mind today.