Barb's Burblings

I am the biggest idiot

I am the biggest idiot ever. I feel like such a complete failure right now. My first big project. The book is at the printer. And I forgot to check the authors’ credentials. Holy God, I could not be more stupid. Of course they’re wrong. And it’s not that I left something out. That would’ve been fine. Nope, I included a wrong credential. And the book is at the printer! I don’t know what we’re going to do. It has a print run of 5000. If we can fix it—and I don’t know that we can—it would cost a fortune. I feel sick. Like, physically sick. And I want to cry.

In happier news, all of my stuff (with the exception of cleaning supplies) has been moved from the house to the apartment. Yay! True, I have bruises all over my arms and legs, but I’m done. Done! The apartment is lovely and shiny and happy, and I’m enjoying my new bed. Now I just have to put everything away. *sigh*

I hope everyone had a lovely Memorial Day. I got to have a hamburger, courtesy of Wendy’s (where you can also buy individual biscuits). Not quite as good as the traditional cookout, but it tasted pretty yummy. Looking back, I feel like I haven’t had a “real” Memorial Day since 1994. That year I marched in the Memorial Day parade, then went and hung out with a friend’s family at her house, we went to the local lake, and I went home and did homework. It was a lovely, lovely day, and each year since then, I’ve wished I could just do that do over again. But sadly, that’s not how life works.

Current song in my head:
“Tell Me Why” by the Beatles