I’ve been told before that as positive as I tend to be, my world must be filled with rainbows and sunshine. Well, today it is storming. Both literally, and figuratively.
Have you ever had one of those days that just suck? From the moment you wake up nothing goes smoothly and you are in no physical/emotional/mental condition to handle the problems, no matter how minor, well? That has been my day and it isn’t even 11 o’clock yet.
Well, I didn’t sleep well last night because of the storms that were rolling through and shaking our house with thunder. Not a huge deal, but definitely didn’t have me waking up on the right side of the bed this morning. When I did finally wake up, I could tell I was in a negative mood. I even wasn’t much in the mood for my prayer time. Yes, I still prayed but my heart wasn’t as connected to it as normal. I think it is normal to have those disconnected days, but they sure don’t help on days I really need some extra positivity. And this entire week is one I need extra positivity. Something about the week before I find out if this month is the month for finally getting pregnant gets me in a tizzy. Fluctuating between serious hope and a “yeah right I know it’s not yet” negativity make for an emotional rollercoaster this week every single month. Sprinkle some PMS in there and you got yourselves a party.
While waiting on Makenzie to get up I was battling back and forth with whether or not to go to the gym. I didn’t really feel like heading out with her in torrential downpours, but I was also having an “I feel gross” day where I knew a quality spin class would leave me feeling better. Vanity and selfishness won out. I got ourselves out the door.
Lo and behold that was not the right decision. Pulling in to the gym parking lot, I was reaching over to do something with my bag and a spider came crawling out towards me from beneath it. Spiders, bees, and cockroaches are the three insects I just do not handle well. I freaked, jerked the wheel, and collided with the concrete median. Leaving my front tire extraordinarily flat and my rim looking like this:
I go into the gym and check M into the daycare so I can remedy the situation (aka call the hubs), but that is a no go. His phone is dead. Just flippin’ fantastic! Then I try to log into my email to send him a message telling him to call me. The gym computers aren’t working. Are you kidding me?!!!! Finally I get access to a computer that functions; reach my man; have him get short with me about calling AAA and managing to damage my wheel so much in a parking lot; don’t hear from him for 30 minutes all the time wondering what I’m going to do because I don’t have the AAA information to get them here. Turns out Peter left work to come help me, apologizing in the process…but he was redeemed immediately upon coming to care for me.
Now things are manageable. My car is driveable again. Even if I will look like I’m big pimping for a couple of days.
I will either go back to the gym this afternoon to make up the spin class or do a workout at home. I plan on curling up with a book for awhile after I publish this post because Peter is home and will be helping with M for the day.Plus, who wouldn’t feel calmer after eating one of these? Thank goodness for leftover goodies you get and don’t eat over the weekend. This mini (yes it’s mini despite the picture’s appearance) icing cookie was just what I needed. May not be as healthy as my typical yogurt, almonds, or bar snack…but it was the icing on the terrible awful why did this happen morning cake.