Is the day over yet?

It's 9:30 a.m. and I already look as bedraggled as I do at 6:00 p.m. when I've had a rough day full of negotiations and hair pulling. I hate these days: stepped on the scale and discovered I've gained four pounds in the last week, my hair won't do anything attractive, my clothes are too tight (thanks to the extra four pounds), and my face is looking more round than I ever remember. Crappy day already. Perhaps I should set some New Year's resolutions.