Normally, by the time I reach the "square peg" level of frustration, I give up and totally quit. This is not the case (sorry to those of you who were all excited because you thought you didn't have to read anymore because you talked to me last night when I ranted about quitting). I did take about twelve hours to calm down after the font debacle, but now I'm good. I also found my keys (in the jacket I forgot I even wore, yesterday). Dinner was edible, and my fingers are healing nicely. I just needed some time to recenter. The sleep and chick flick marathon (I love, Lifetime Movie Network...shhh.) did wonders.
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