Every once in a while, I experience ‘one of those days’. ‘One of those days’ refers to the kind of day where I’m sure the devil is sitting on my shoulder trying my patience. Nothing seems to go right and everything seems to go wrong. Today just so happened to be one of those days!
The day started off just like any other, except for the fact that I was super tired because it took me a while to fall asleep last night. I was so tired that Justin got a big bowl of leftover potato salad for lunch. I just didn’t feel like making the normal ham and lettuce sandwich I usually make. Throughout the rest of the morning, I went through the motions of my normal routine. I started my typical workout and for some reason, it felt like it was harder than usual. I thought I was gonna die or at least pass out. I made it through, had a little lunch, and then began a bit of tidying.
In an attempt to improve my mood, I decided to light a group of pillar candles. As I was vacuuming, I was surprised to discover a pile of dog poo in the kitchen. It wasn’t much longer after I finished the vacuuming when the dog became unruly. I thought I would be nice and open the blinds so she could see out. That was a mistake… She started barking at the bunny outside, and then the old man next door. I constantly tried to urge her to be quiet, but she just looked at me like I was crazy. I came after her with a newspaper and everything. No change. I closed the blinds, and shortly, she got quiet.
I was sorting through some papers when I heard a noise. I looked over toward where the candles were burning, and I noticed wax dribbling off the bar into a giant ant hill of a pile on the floor. The wax was bouncing off the pile and splattering everything within a 1 foot radius, including the cat, who was sitting there quietly watching. Frustrated, I thought, why didn’t she say anything? After blowing out the candles, I got on the floor with a paint scraper and scooped up all the wax, which took a minute. Then, I had to clean out the pets’ water bowl which also had wax on it and in it.
I knew a storm was brewing outside, so I sent the dog out to go potty. As soon as I let her go (unleashed), I noticed the teenage girl walking through my yard. That’s a whole different pet peeve right there. I hurriedly went to scoop up the dog knowing she would chase after the girl if she had the chance. Undoubtedly, since I’d been yelling at her earlier, she was afraid my hand coming down toward her was an attempt to knock the crap out of her. She responded by rolling over onto her back and peeing all over herself and onto her very long tail. Oh, joy…
I decided to try lighting just one of the candles in the group and went back to shuffling through some papers. Knowing Justin was on his way home, I went to start dinner. That’s when I noticed the eggplant I had plans to cook was very soft in some places. Oh, well…I was determined to use it anyway (it turned out pretty good). While in the kitchen running 3 burners at one time, I realized that the candle was bleeding wax all over the floor…again! I handled that problem…again, and then went back to cooking. I was burned profusely by some bacon grease and almost got a splatter in my eyeball. After a few deep breaths, I am now relaxing by writing about it. It’s interesting how so many negative things can turn into a very amusing story.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how God defeats the devil…
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