Okay, so I know the rules: When you work for yourself, not every day will be spectacular.
Yadda, yadda, yadda.
But the past two days have really kind of sucked. I got turned down for a writing gig. I goofed on the organization of a project. And, to top it all off, I have a super-duper-pooper-scooper case of tonsilitis. (Thanks, son! I love you with all my heart, but couldn't you have given me a lovely handmade drawing instead of your cold?)
Can someone out there please promise me that things will be better tomorrow? Or will the old "bad things come in threes" omen come to pass?
I need a soothsayer... or at least someone who will don a funky turban and wave his or her hands around a crystal ball or deck of Tarot cards.