Not Such a Great Day
You may find it amusing but my day today was not such a great day I had tried to leave the house in an orderly manner, early enough to reach the math tutor, choir practice, lunches, and I was somehow trying to beat the traffic hour, so I could get to the post office before the line was impossible, well my 8 year old decided to give back his breakfast that he scoffed down even after I warned him twice that he was not going to hold it down if he did not slow down, oh well he didn’t, gargling, a quick change of clothes and we still make it out of the door in good time or so I thought, maybe not the right time is what I should say because when I turned at the stop sign I turned right and went 2 blocks and was stopped, in the middle of my path was a woman that I often see walking her dog. I could not believe my eyes her dog was going (at traffic hour) right on the road and she let him, he was leashed but she had not tried to even move him off the road when he was in circles trying to make up his mind where I was being honked at by now, because now there was a long string of cars behind me, and as far as I could see past the sign. So I just could not join in on the honking because I was completely mesmerized by the woman’s indifference to everything going on around her the traffic that was oncoming had finally cleared so I contemplated crossing the yellow line as I live in a large neighborhood the has lawn service trucks, cable trucks, and on any given day someone is having their carpet cleaned so crossing the line to go around is almost impossible to avoid and I was now being yelled at to go just move it lady, I crossed the yellow line and went around the lady’s pet. I heard a lot of name calling shame on you the name callers, (that is what I was thinking) when I heard a sound that was the start of a siren go on and off twice I turned my head towards the noise an officer waving his finger at me in the child correction mode mouthing no no, I pointed at the dog in the road and as he pulled me over and then asked for my license and registration I motioned to him to look at the dog and asked are you going to give me a ticket ?, I am blocking everyone because of that dog and we can’t just sit and hold traffic up or was I supposed to. He then said that he was just going to warn me, and that I should know better than to cross the yellow line and take it upon myself to start a chain reaction he said look behind you now they all think they can do the same. I said again do you see the dog? He said this is only a warning ma’am I took the warning and left the dog scene seething, and of course we were all late for all of our morning obligations, because when a little something goes wrong in life it just seems to fester into a big something sometimes. I felt as if I should go right home and get under the covers but I continued on with my tasks I thought to myself no this day most certainly can not be a good one, I thought that because after being stuck in traffic half an hour I felt my lap wet and noticed the my coffee had over turned and the spill proof cap let it run all over my clothes It was not so bad because I was wearing black, but when I stepped outside of the car my shoe heel broke I was already at the post office which had a line that led outside of the door, I decided to try and make the best of it. I went in anyway, got my mail off to its perspective places but then I still had a box left in the car when I finally came out, 1 and a half hours later. I just said I’ll do that one tomorrow, As I got in the car I got a call that my son had accidentally sat in a bed of ants (he’s allergic) so I went directly back to where I began at the school, his first question was mom why are you not wearing shoes and what took you so long I was going to say something to the effect of having a bad day, but when I saw his big swollen hand and his big sad eyes, I just said never mind darling lets get you taken care of, so after treating him and putting him down for a nap I found that I had left the back door open ,because I had stepped on a pine cone and had hurt my foot. How you might wonder did I manage to just know that the door was not shut well I saw a big black furry thing run past me, it was a squirrel, yes it went straight for my kitchen I had no idea how scared he was when he saw me, but as for my fear I had it in check with my trusty broom in tow we ran around the kitchen, the living room, the garage, and finally he was out and gone I had not even noticed that my son was standing on the couch laughing at me and the squirrel. I had a mess to clean up and soon I realized the day was all but over and it was time to pick up my other children from school do my son and I packed a quick cooler with junk and two waters, off we went. I looked as if I had been in a brawl but there was no time to change I was in car rider line and when I had finished all of the rout to pick up and drop off all the car pool kids and my own children all I wanted was a bath and a warm cup of tea. I bathed drank my tea, and went to start supper I had a large crock pot so thank goodness I put roast to cook that morning, I just stood there thinking of that lady what was she thinking, why did she not even care to try and control the pet and keep him off the road the street she was on was long and grassy, maybe her intent was to just let him go in the road so she would not have to deal with the mess, and how could that officer chastise me for trying to alleviate the problem, I had no sooner finished steaming some nice potatoes and carrots when my husband came in from work and said that his day was the worst he’d had in a while, and that all he wanted to hear about was my great day, I told him that, well it was not very different from most days and put supper on the table it was my pot roast that was slow cooked to perfection, but when my son saw it he asked if I had cooked the squirrel, I just smiled and when my husband said what squirrel I just said to him my day was not such a great day, but I can tell you that it certainly was interesting.
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