Bad Karma??

Is it possible to write about gratitude in one post and a perfectly rotten day in the next?

We’ve all had one of these days! I got into the car this morning to drive my little one to school and the battery was dead as a door nail. Wouldn’t even turn over. Mad scramble to get ourselves into the other car. Ripped my stockings on the lawnmower in the garage as we made the switch!

We were late to school and she had this panicked look on her face as the gym teacher waved her in as the last student before he closed the door. I felt rotten about that.

On the way to work I’m trying to talk myself out of this. “Hey,” my inner being said, “Just one of those days. You’ll get to work and everything will be fine. Shake it off!”

I get to work, sit at my desk in my beige suit, open my fountain pen and a huge splat of ink flies out and hits me in the left shoulder. On my beige suit. You know, I am just not feeling good karma!

And the topper?

A friend had lent me a book I wanted to read after my relentless begging. I really wanted to read this memoir but did not want to spend $25.00 for the privilege. It did not look like it was coming in paperback anytime soon. No sooner had I borrowed it but I left it on the dining room chair unread. And everyday I’d pass by with a load of laundry and say to myself, “You really have to read that book! Put it on your night stand!” Never did. On one laundry trip I noticed it had fallen on the floor. Now the mantra was, “You should really pick up that book!” Never did.

So I come home, ink blot on shoulder, ripped stockings, dead battery, and I see the book on the dining room floor. And I see our cute little Shih Tzu, Tucker, has deemed this a perfect spot to have a really LARGE poop accident—right on top of the BOOK! Right there, on the cover! Of every foot in a 2,000 square foot house he chooses right there! I pick up the book, try washing it, the smell is horrendous. There’s no way I can return this book to the friend and I am going to have to buy a new book for her.

What do you do when your dog takes a $25.00 poop and you’ve just had it? You let your blogging friends know so they’ll make you feel better after a ROTTEN day and go off and take a bath in steaming hot water.

I’m so bummed, I don’t even have a picture (but then, I do not think you need a visual!)