The first half of the other day went so well, I thought I’d write about it. My granddaughter and I woke up, had a casual breakfast, talking all the while and enjoying our leisurely morning. Then I jumped in the shower while she dressed and brushed her teeth. I brushed out the side of her hair that has an attitude (we all have one of those) and suddenly it dawned on me. This morning was her ‘before school’ art class. Yikes. She was in tears instantly. I threw on shoes. She threw on shoes. My wet hair was forgotten; we grabbed her bag and water bottle, and dashed to school. Yes, we were late. Then I found out her horse back riding lesson for that afternoon got cancelled.
I decided to go downtown and spend a lovely gift certificate I had been given on Christmas gifts for my grandkids. That part went well except how much more money it took than the gift certificate was worth. Then I had the bright idea of looking for Thanksgiving napkins, as the two stores I’d been to on earlier occasions were out. FIVE more stores before I found some decent ones.
My preference when shopping is one stop. I can handle three if I must. This was now six. I came home and got out a blender bottle to make a protein shake, filled it with liquid and the protein powder and began to shake it. Only I hadn’t put the lid on tight. A fourth of my lunch plastered itself all over the leather chair in my sun-room, not the tile floor that would be easy to clean, but the leather chair and nearby wicker table.
I was frankly scared to sit down at my computer and write. What might happen next? lose my files? The lithium battery start on fire? You know, the day was only half over and I had plenty of time left for more to go goofy.
and so it goes…