A Day Which Will Forever Live In Infamy

Well, not quite that bad, but certainly bad enough for me to think so.
Just about everything I have tried to do, worked with, or thought about working with has blown up in my face.
I will spare you, gentle reader, the grisly details, but know this:
I want to know why we have days where we might very well have been better off sleeping through, despite whatever commitments we normally have. Any and all thoughts about this will be welcome.
"So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the 'burning marl.' Old wives' tales! There's no need for red-hot pokers. HELL IS--OTHER PEOPLE!" - Jean-Paul Sartre
Be well, and I hope your day is better than mine!