Logical enemy

Some days are just not the best days. Like today. My sugarpaste was too sticky to be sugarpaste and too firm to be frosting. And of course, now I realise that I probably could make something frosting-like out of it. See, what I mean? Just one of those days. At least the laundry worked out alright and the tomato pie looks good. My cake that was supposed to be really awesome is now spongecake ---> strawberries in pieces and whipped cream ---> spongecake ---> chocolate cover. I guess it's stupid of me to not be satisfied - especially since it was the first time ever I made spongecake and it turned out alright - but ah, I don't know. After having done the cake and starting on the dishes I accidentally splashed my laptop with a bit of water. And when I was about to put a screwdriver back in my toolbox I almost tripped and hurt myself. Almost. Of course, being another day I've also spent hours listening to my neighbours' music and now yells. And a squeaky toy. I hate squeaky toys. And people. And cakes.

Sometimes I wish I could just settle. Just be happy. And of course I just tripped when I went to answer my phone. And tonight I'm attending a birthday/graduation-party. I really look forward to that, but for now I'm gonna sit on my couch and not move for at least an hour. I need that.