And then my hands started to itch. I expected this. I used the wrong soap yesterday and knew I'd have to deal with the consequences.
Then the rest of my body started to itch. ALL of it. That's not the fault of the soap. If I'm developing a new skin allergy to one of my normal shower products, I'm just going to cry. It actually feels more like a mild reaction to food, but I didn't have any new foods this weekend. (and now that I think about it, eating a soy-heavy lunch is probably a really bad plan right now. *sigh*)
Then I realized I'd screwed up - big - at work and we needed to jump immediately on what should have been done last week. I'm royally pissed at myself. My boss is even more pissed, as he should be, especially since this is the same area I always let slide. And I know why it happened, but that doesn't keep it from happening again. So my lunch got screwed up, and this afternoon is going to suck big hairy moose balls, and I'm going to be in the doghouse for days.
And I asked him to yell at me when I told him about it, and he certainly obliged, and I couldn't even give him my full attention because I was too busy concentrating on not scratching!
I'm not impressed with today.