Which is basically to say, that in a week when Kiev burned and protests erupted in Venezuela, I'm going to start complaining about how difficult and intense my week has been.
So let's dive right in. On Tuesday, I was putting some boxes away and saw this:
And there just always seemed to be a lot going on. I had to manage volunteers for a coworker who was out of town, had extra volunteers of my own in to make padded hangers, donation inquiry calls that always seemed to materialize into long conversations, and a request from our museum director to come in and work a bit on Saturday.
The Saturday thing ended up being fun, but I was just sooooo ready to begin the weekend and relax. But then, on the way home I got a text that my roommate had fallen at the climbing gym and was in urgent care at the hospital.
So poor Olivia has a broken ankle and needs basic assistance moving around the apartment. This is obviously much worse for her than it is for me, but it just sucks to see a friend suffer.
But to summarize, where Olivia faced a legit trauma this week, most of my woes can be happily classified as first world problems. And the best thing about FWP is that they are easily remedied by first world solutions. And for me, the best remedy this week has been pictures of Johnny Weir and Tara Lipinski in Sochi. While I wasn't able to watch their live commentary, the photos of them were full of enough transcendent fabulousness to ease all my woes.
|screencap via senanyc|
BEST WEEK EVER.