Bad Days

When I was a child I used to watch Garfield on the Saturday morning cartoon show. For some reason I really loved this cartoon and when I grew older I began collecting all sorts of Garfield items; stuffed animals, cups, pencils, plates...the list goes on. Most of these items I still have today.

One of Garfield's famous sayings is "I Hate Monday's". It seems however, that bad days aren't reserved solely for the beginning of the week, but can drag on for days and days, even weeks.

A bad day can start with an innocent trip down the road and blam, you hit a deer. Then you get some horribly bad news about a loved one. Next it's raining and you have to help someone move. You get into a gigantic, enormous, huge fight with someone you deeply care about and million other tiny inconveniences.

All these little things, and not so little things, began to add up over the course of a few days. You finally reach Friday,and a  instead you're greeted with more crappy happenings. It starts to effect a person after awhile and instead of spreading humor and joy, you spread grumpiness and sarcasm.

But enough whining from me, does anyone else experience times like this in your life?