I'm so frustrated right now that I can't even write out my vent...

I'm work on a Saturday. I'm not working...I'm just here getting ready for the reception I am coordinating tomorrow. Why at work? Let's not go there. But I'm pissed, and my feet are killing me. High heels are straight from Satan, but they are the only way to make me an acceptable height.

Speaking of shoes, I just bought a brand new pair of the ultimate shoes. I swear, I can wear them with anything...they're brilliant. PLUS, I was saving up my money to buy them (they're $90 shoes), but they were MASSIVELY on sale today, so I practically got them for a song and the change in my pocket. My feet hurt too much to enjoy them, but they will be wonderful in due time.

I have so many thoughts in my head right now and I can't focus on one to write about. I need a glass of wine. It slows me down to the point of being a normal human being so I can actually focus.