I have a lot to be thankful for. Unlike the children's book, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, the horribleness of my day just lasted 3 hours or so. That isn't too long, but when those 3 hours are packed with Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad things, it may as well have been all day.
It all started when I left work. I had a pretty average day at work. Nothing fabulous, but nothing bad happened either.
I left work and headed to Wal-Mart to get some needed items. As I pulled into the parking spot, somehow I misjudged the distance between the front of my car and a concrete block and my car made contact with it. Not good, scratched the paint. I went into the store, grabbed the items, paid for them and left. When I loaded them into my car I realized I got the wrong kind of the most important item. NO! I was frustrated, so I headed to the next destination. I held my debit card in hand there to remind myself to be fast. I dropped it once and thought I should probably put it away. I didn't because I figured if I held it then I would be faster. Not so. Somehow I dropped it in the store and despite a thorough search was unable to find it. In panic I called the bank from the store to cancel the card.
I was now late for a dinner with a friend. In my rush, I somehow managed to make the scabs on my elbows bleed, and not just bleed, but gush because upon arrival at the restaurant, blood was dripping down one arm and had gotten all over my purse. Ugh!
Things improved from there. Dinner was great. After dinner, I ran to a store to purchase the item I got wrong the first time and a friend came over and we watched old episodes of 'The Office.' That was a nice ending to Amy's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
2 comments:
That is a funny (and sad) story. I'd be bummed. How bad is the damage to your car?
Sometimes I think my life can sound like a comedy...not always funny though. Glad your day got better.
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