Yesterday was a bad day, the kind of day that meant I had to apologize to someone today. I hate apologizing, because I hate it when I do something that merits an apology. The apology recipient let me off the hook, and now I feel guilty for accepting that, because I think he was just trying to ease it all over, when really, an explanation was totally warranted.
Ah well. I’m kinda stuck with the situation now, and hopefully I didn’t lose his respect, but I would totally deserve it if I did.
In other news, my landlord has decided my termite problem is not a high priority, and I have no ETA on when he’ll be sending someone to kill the bastards. I’m thinking of mailing him my termite-filled dustbuster so *he* can empty the damned thing.