I'm glad today is today, and not yesterday......
The day started as it often does, with Tobie Wallace meowing at the ungodly hour of 5 AM and then proceeding to dig in my chest. I'm not sure why he does this digging thing. It's almost as if he's trying to dig through my body to get to the other side; like he's too busy to walk around me or something. Anyway, woken up in my usual way by Tobie Wallace whom I am quite fond of nonetheless, then of course I'm running late because I like to dilly-dally in the morning. Spent too much time looking for gray hairs in the mirror of which I found none. Ok. Finally out the door and in the car only to feel something jabbing into my back as I'm driving. Great! I've once again put my belt on wrong managing to twist it around in the back so I have this huge belt knot poking me the entire drive to work. I know....for most people, putting on a belt is a rather simple task, but for some reason, I often do it wrong. Aside from feeling the bruise that's currently forming on my lower back, I'm still optimistic it's going to be a good day and with my morning double espresso starting to kick in, I'm starting to get that warm, happy feeling again. Until I try to change lanes. As I generally do in life anyway, I plan ahead, put my blinker on well in advance, and check my blind spot. Just as I decide there's room for me to get over, this woman in an SUV using her coffee cup to steer, roars ahead so I can't get over. I'm irritated, but I do manage to keep all my fingers in the down position and continue on my way. This morning, in addition to having to be to work early, I also need to stop by my grandmother's house to drop off a check for the cleaners that are coming today. This does add a little stress to my already running late schedule but it's doable. I drop off the check quickly and am back on the road. Shortly after leaving my grandmothers house, I get to a point in the road where I must merge because my lane is ending and my only other option is to drive up onto a concrete platform and mow down the stoplight. So I again put my blinker on and of course the first person who could let me in doesn't, and my much more immediate choice becomes to either mow down the stoplight or merge in front of the next car. I do so, with plenty of space I might add, only to have this person irritated and blaring his horn at me. I keep driving. I'm almost to work when I again need to change lanes. Once again I go through the same cautious routine only to have another car blare its horn at me. I'm starting to think this may not be a great day after all. When a day starts like this, I often wish I could Tivo my life. You know, pause, rewind, and start from the beginning again. I'm finally at work, only 5 minutes late. Not bad I think. After checking my email and bitching to my co-workers, I decide I need another cup of coffee to calm myself down. I won't repeat the story of what happened to me in the coffee line here. It's another blog entry all its own. The rest of my workday went fine though I was REALLY amped up and hyper from the second cup of coffee. Went home, went to the gym to expend some energy, and then planned on having a quiet evening at home. However, Tobie Wallace was in a VERY vocal mood, which he gets into occasionally, and would not stop meowing. Tobie has a very loud meow which, if I didn't know he was a cat, I would think he was a lamb because that's what he sounds like. Very unlike Pippie who's meow I often have to strain to hear. Despite my begging and trying to coax him to quiet down, he persisted meowing and I found myself forced to leave the house. I love Tobie dearly but the little guy was just driving me nuts. I left him alone with Pippie for a couple hours (poor Pippie!) and went to the bookstore so Tobie could get the meowing out of his system. It worked. When I made it back home he finally seemed to have exhausted himself and was already asleep on the bed. So friends, that was my day yesterday. Actually, as I look back, and because it's now in the past, it doesn't really seem that bad anymore. But, I am glad today is today.....
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