Get to work early, try to call AAA to tell them about the problem, and they appear to also be staffed by nitwits this morning. Never did get to tell them what happened, because my boss pointed out it was a work phone so I had to hang up. Now. Never mind that we have multiple lines and that it was before 9 AM (yes we open at 8, but it's not like most people call before 9).
I scheduled the movers for Friday to get everything out of Grandma's apartment, and I still don't know where in hell I'm going to put everything once it makes it to my house. Just a little more stress in my life.
I doubt I'll be able to work overtime this week, even though they need me to. As is I feel like I'm about half an hour away from an ulcer.
And yes, for those who know me, I am going slightly manic, and yes, I am trying to calm myself down. And no, I can't take anything, because the only medication I take is taken once a day, at night, and supposedly helps me sleep, which means I can't take it if I will be driving (or if I need to think, which I really ought to do while I'm at work). This also means that this entire post should be read with the knowledge that I am not fully rational.