No, not a nice day.
Before 9:30 am, I had:
backed into Katie's car in the driveway;
discovered the salon's doors still locked 30 minutes after time to open;
thrown the bank bag into a covered trash can in front of the grocery store/bank;
dug through a public trash can to recover the bank bag;
handled an unhappy client who wanted a full refund for her services.
By the end of the day, I had also driven 60 miles (roundtrip) only to discover the store was out of the fabric I went for and said some things to my dad that I wish I could take back.
I'm hoping for better things today.
4 comments:
Ouch.
I hope today goes better.
I know of at least one friendly ear willing to listen. I'll bet there are others, too.
Only forward Jerri. Better days ahead!
You forgot to tell the best part of the story! : )
seems the universe was trying to tell you something- like maybe it would have been a better day to stay at home with katie.
Wow-sounds like an ordinary day in my life lately. Hugs to you , big ones.
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