talk me down

Had a very bad morning because of work things

came home for lunch. I dropped the tin of my favorite tea ever and it spilled all over the floor. So apparently the Universe has decided I cannot even have the comfort of a cuppa at lunch

Someone tell me why I shouldn't just throw the few objects that matter to me in my car and start driving and not stop until i get to my mom's place, and e-mail a resignation letter to my department from there.

I despair of having anything good happening in my life ever again