OK, done now.....

So, I had a lovely dinner planned last night. I was over at David's and for some reason got a wild hair and felt like cooking.

The plan was to have steak, fingerling potatoes, spinach, with a roasted beet and goat cheese salad, and homemade ice cream for dessert. Yum, right?

Well, yeah, if it had worked out.

First, I burned the walnuts that I was toasting for the salad. No one felt like going back to the store (I broke the cardinal rule of toasting nuts, and bought the exact amount I needed without any extra for mistakes!), so I improvised and made croutons. Then Tucker (dog) ATE MY BEETS. My lovely, roasted, diced beets! ALL OF THEM!

Suddenly, my lovely roasted beet and goat-cheese salad with toasted walnuts became...mixed greens with goat cheese and croutons. NOT what I was planning, but the steak was good, the potatoes were good, the spinach was tasty, so that part was fine. But I was really looking forward to the ice cream.

The ice cream that, at 10 pm, was still not firm.

Hmph.

So, went to sleep, woke up today, and had the (pardon the TMI) mother of all temperature irregularities while trying to get dressed. Holy Smokes, I could NOT get cool. A sweaty head makes it hard to dry one's hair, and a sweaty body makes it hard to get dressed.

And, of course, hurrying only makes it worse.

Eventually, I made it out the door, got in my car, and cranked the air. And of course was immediately FREEZING. Not that I like the furnace-like properties of my body at the moment, but it's merely adding insult to injury to make me go from inferno to ice-box in, oh, maybe 5 minutes. For one thing, it means that everyone around me going, "you know, it's really NOT that hot" is right, but when MY core temp is, oh, 9.5 million degrees, that's not a heck of a lot of comfort.

So, I made it to work (late, because I hurrying only made me sweat more). I didn't have my badge, I walked into an issue that was keeping users from doing their work, I can't get to my favorite music site to listen to the radio, my swim team stroke and turn judges got yelled at (unwarrented) over the weekend and are upset, and people are talking Ayn Randian politics outside my door.

ARGH!!!!!