It's been the worst day!

I started the day at the gas station where they overflowed my gas tank and spilled about a gallon of gas down the side of my car and onto the ground. Of course I had to pay for it.

I got to work and promptly spilled ink pad ink on my favorite dress. I don't even know how. I wasn't using the ink pad. So far I've had no luck getting the ink out. I've tried alcohol and my favorite spray.

I bought an out of print book through amazon and it arrived on Friday. I can't find it anywhere. I'm SOOOO frustrated. Wondering where it was woke me up at 3:30 this morning.

Then someone informed me that they've changed the forms we created during the NCATE review and I have to get the database changed IMMEDIATELY. But I can't get rid of the old one since there are still out there. I wonder how we are supposed to aggregate data that doesn't have the same data points?

Then I got a request for licensure for a student that I cannot confirm ever took a licensure program at OSU. I'm assured that she finished the requirements in the three courses she took if I can confirm her test scores...OK so folks in order to track test scores, we have to know who the student is. She's not in our database and doesn't have a student file. This is a problem.

I left work at noon. I needed a change of clothes and my day wasn't improving.

I was contacted by two long lost friends today on facebook. One was a wonderful surprise; a friend I met peripherally through the SCA disappeared into Texas a few years ago when she divorced her husband and left him suddenly. I was left with no contact information and she apparently had an incorrect email address for me.

The other has left me feeling conflicted. More than ten years ago, my best friend of ten years informed me that she didn't have time for me any more. No explanations- no more contact after ten years of weekly or daily conversation. I was very very hurt to say the least. She contacted me today and wants to chat. I need to find closure over this and I need to forgive her for the hurt she caused me but I don't know that I can handle being her friend again. Anyone have any advice?

Overall, not a stellar day. Mom and Dad are bringing me dinner and taking my dress to see if Mom can have any better luck with the stain.