Looking on the bright side:)

They found my missing directory and returned it to me. The new tires are on.  We watched a really good movie tonight.  Harvey Night is going well at Citi Field.

That-all probably cancels out the annoyances, which were many and varied:

Eleanor fell at the end of the workday today. She thinks she's okay, but let's see how the evening and morning go.

My workday began with two cases, the second of which was total clusterage. Other people didn't do what they were supposed to, didn't show up when they were supposed to, and my client got to bear the brunt of it.

Said workday  ended with finding out I will have to show up downtown here on Thursday, for the fourth straight morning, this time on account of someone else not doing what he was supposed to when he was supposed to do it. This one, it's me, not the client, who gets the brunt.

I cut a finger on a cat fud can yesterday- precisely while chanting Don't cut a finger on that cat fud can- and for the fourth time a few minutes ago, split open the scab and the blood can go spurting psssssshhhh in slow motion.

Oh, well. I have to fight the lion. The lion's in the contract.