So after suffering with anxiety lately, I finally felt like I can make proper progress. Then, this is my day so far:

       I just woke up, let's make a coffee and start painting!

       Oh, I need to upgrade my system...
       *it takes over an hour*

       Finally done... let's paint!

       Oh shit, need to buy some stuff and the nearby shop is closed...
       One hour of walking to the closest open store and back, on the way I step into a deep buddy puddle with slippers... Fucking great...

       Finally back... I wasted hours, I'm getting exhausted but finally, LET'S PAINT!

       ... THE WHEEL OF MY CHAIR BREAKS AS I SIT DOWN.

       So now I have to travel an hour to the nearest home depot, get fucking wheels for half of my weekly food budget, then travel another hour back home. Meanwhile my knees already hurt because I have to type this kneeling in front of the desk.

       Just fuck this day, seriously...