Folks, yesterday was a total Alexander Day. I learned one of the jobs that applied for went with another candidate. For what felt like the 1 millionth time, I have been passed over.
I also made tuna salad for lunch today that I was rather excited about. It smelled a bit fishy this morning but I thought that was because I was making it while barely awake. That was not the case. I think it was bad tuna and instead of risking my life to eat it, I threw it away. I had a backup soup to make, Butternut Squash bisque. In a word, yuck. Way too sweet. I was left with no options and starving. Enter the work cafeteria that I just get hot water from. Today I got a PB&J sandwich because it was pretty much all that was left but really hit the spot.
While getting the sandwich I ran into a co-worker I hadn't seen in a while. He asked how I was I said having an Alexander day, he didn't get my reference. I have been thinking about his no good very bad day since. I called my mom about the bad tuna, because from Houston she was going to be able to solve my bad tuna issue. I was in a less than pleasant mood. I texted her shortly thereafter to apologize and said I was having an Alexander Day. She understands these days.
I hope today Alexander is nowhere near! Also, if you have never read this book, you should. It's a classic and a keeper.