Don't Let The Door Hit You On The Way Out 2012...

I have to admit that I'm pretty happy for 2012 to be over with. Don't get me wrong - there's plenty of things to be thankful for overall - but in general I thought the year was crap. Maybe it was the four friends passing away....or the giant snow storm at Sundance....or getting trapped in Customs in London. I dunno. Regardless, I'm just happy for a new year to be here. Hooray for 2013!

As an added bonus, my last day of the year was particularly crappy. Work was fine (except for Crush not wanting to spend New Year's with me...whatever...I don't care.....obviously, I don't care...as you can see, I really don't care. Have I mentioned that I don't care?), but then I made the terrible, horrible, awful, grave mistake of thinking I could pop into Costco and Walmart for a quick second. Pro tip: Don't EVER go to Costco and/or Walmart on New Year's Eve. YOU WILL REGRET IT. Trust me.

First sign of trouble: No parking at Costco. I should've left right then. My entire reason for going is that I needed allergy medicine and they happen to have the generic version of Claritin D for like $5. As much as I hate going to Costco, it's worth it for that alone. I thought while I was there I'd also pick up some treats for Sammy and a cheese pizza. Problem? There weren't the right treats for Sammy, so he didn't get those. The cheese pizzas? All sold out. So, I got a pepperoni. Then, I went to stand in the ridiculously long line for the pharmacy, only to learn when I finally got to the front (after standing behind a woman wearing the most horribly inappropriate outfit for her age and size....which, of course, I couldn't look away from like a car accident), I was informed that they were out of my generic version of Claritin D. Great. My entire reason for going. So, I paid WAY too much for Claritin D and then had the joy of standing in yet another line for the pizza. As is my luck, I picked the wrong line (I have a special skill of doing this), where the cashier was slow, the people in front of me were idiots, AND when I finally got to the front of the line they decided to do a SHIFT CHANGE so I had to wait for them to count out the registers. Oh, joy. Just what I wanted: More waiting.

Walmart was packed to the gills with people who shouldn't ever leave the house. By this time I was starving, so I picked up a Happy Meal at McDonald's (don't judge me; I like the toys). I thought, like always, that I could manage everything I needed without a cart or a basket, but, of course, this was another mistake. I was spilling things left and right. I finally made it to a register only to be behind a 100-year-old couple with 49 pieces of produce that they had to place on the register in some sort of order (does it really matter how they go?). Geez! By the time I got home, my purse tumbled to the ground as a final insult to my crap day. Oh, and I didn't even mention the four day migraine I was rocking from hitting my head on the top of the car during our drive. So, there's that. Needless to say, I'm more than happy for that entire year to be over with. See ya later, 2012! You sucked.