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Today the world is just trying to see if it can make me freak out. So far, I haven't. I'm amazed.

This morning, I got my first rejection letter back from an agent, which always makes me feel like I'll never be a novelist. At work, my code displayed bug that was impossibly hard to predict just as our second largest customer is going into contract renegotiations, which were going to be antagonistic enough to begin with. Then a someone close to me had something very bad happen in their life. After I got home, I found a nasty letter from my leasing office saying that I needed to pay or get out in three days. Given that I can see the rent payment being cut in my bill pay system last Friday and I'm sure my rent wasn't due till tomorrow, I'm very agitated. I'm also agitated that after five years of being a perfect tenant, the leasing agent (who is new) didn't even try to call me. If the payment doesn't show up tomorrow, I'll have to get the check canceled through my bank and do some creative money transfers (since I don't tend to keep enough cash on hand to pay rent twice a month [idle money is pointless]). To make matters more interesting, due to a change in payroll, I'm only being paid for one week in the next four (the company is switching from twice-monthly to biweekly and real-time to week-behind in the same maneuver), so liquid money was already a bit thin.

Unsurprisingly, I'm most worried and upset about my loved one that's having problems. Apparently I'm fearless to the point of recklessness when it's just me, but I fall apart at the least thing when it's someone I care about.