Ever have one of those days where nothing seems to go in any direction that you think it should? In fact, the direction it takes is not even one you imagined in the “it could be worse” thoughts – because it is worse than you imagined?
Well, that would be my day today.
It started off fabulously – the dishwasher was leaking all over the kitchen floor. Of course, I did not notice this until the floor was more wet than not….
Then, as I am rushing around to meet a friend for lunch – I had sent her a referral that just closed and she called saying she’d like to take me to lunch to talk about a few things…
A warning light should have gone off in my head… I think it may have, but I ignored it.
Yeah, that was brilliant, huh?
Well anyway – to get back to the rushing around – and remember that water on the floor – yeah.
Graceful, Thy name is not Kat.
Add to the list of things to do – Stop at the drug store to get some Aleve….
I am just thankful that I cannot hear dogs and cats laughing – and that they don’t know how to take pictures with my camera – yet.
Anyways – I get myself ready and head out to lunch and if any of you know Holland, then you know parking spots at the noon hour are a hot commodity. So, in an effort to not be late, I headed downtown 30 minutes before our meeting time.
25 minutes later I was parking a dozen or so blocks away from the restaurant and there was no way on earth that I could walk those dozen blocks in five minutes. But, I am hurrying.
No, I did not fall. Thank heavens.
But, I arrived so out of breath, one would have thought I had just run a marathon. Sweat is pouring off me and I am sure I no longer look like I spent any time getting ready for lunch. I am just praying that my Secret does not fail me now!
The lunch started out quite nicely – you know, those inane comments that we call small talk… of course conversation eventually came around to what she wanted to talk about and she then hit me with her news – which is not bad news. She is attending church. The catch is, she wants to haul me to church with her. Now, hear me out, gentle reader – don’t blast me for this. I gently inform her as I listen to her excitement in her newly found faith, that I have a church home. She presses on, maybe they are giving away prizes for the person who brings the most people on Sunday…. I don’t know. But, she presses on – asks me where I go, and then informs me that that is not a real church. Yes, you read that right – not a real church. Now I want to say something not very nice at this point in time, but I bite my tongue. She presses onward – boldly. She asks me when I was saved. I inwardly take a deep breath and ask for help – LOTS of help. I share with her, honestly, that I cannot remember a time when I did not believe. And, I try valiantly to change the conversation from focusing on me, to her sharing her excitement of her new-found faith. It did not work. This was the longest lunch I have ever had. Lunch ended with her inviting me to join her Book Club – so, I did not loose this friend. For which I am thankful. But, I am not certain that I want to go to a meeting where she can lambast me about religion either. FYI – my church that is not a real church – Lutheran.
Then, as I headed to my next destination – which I should have never done in the mood I was in – but I needed to clear up some things that were hanging, unresolved. The resolution was not fabulous. I did some work for some friends and they do not want to pay me cash – they’d prefer to pay me in goods – goods at full price. I am not sure how that would sit with any of you – but it does not sit well with me – at all.
So, to avoid any more calamities – I am not heading out anywhere tonight. No Knit Night. I am pouring myself a large glass of wine, putting my jammies on, and not tempting fate any more. I am not running the washing machine – in case that decides to leak too!
But, it has started raining – does anyone know how to build an ark?????