This photo of Mabel Lou slinking out of the shrubbery after checking on a buried bone has nothing to do with this post other than it makes me happy... and I need happy!
Have you ever had a day where so many little things go wrong that you need to hit the reset button??? OY! Did I ever have one like that yesterday!
All was relatively calm until I decided I was hungry. I got Mabel in the car to head to the grocery as my cupboards were bare after being away at the CHA craft show for four days. Only, the car wouldn't start.
I called my mechanic up the street. He will usually send someone to jump me off and take the car in... A lovely side effect of living in a small town! Only, he couldn't... too many guys out with the flu! I was on my own.
I called AAA and since we have so many auto repair shops in the hood, they were here in five minutes and... the same guy had been here before! He jumped me off but the car wouldn't hold an idle... so he followed me to the mechanic! And then all those little silly things started.
Since I was starving, I stopped by a local burger joint on the walk home for a grilled cheese. I knew my hiking buddy was working - her house is between mine and the mechanic - and since I had food, I decided to walk home on "my" side of the street. Mabel will drag me down their driveway otherwise.
A few houses into our walk, this massive shepherd charges his gate and I stepped weird and twisted my ankle. Along the way, I realized I had dressed for our 40 degree days we'd been having... and it was 75! I'm so pleasant when I'm over-heating...NOT!
So I was practically dragging Mabel, not wanting to stop anywhere. Because the tow guy was following me, I didn't clean out my car beforehand and I'm carrying an armload of crap (I don't carry a purse...so imagine carrying your valuables by hand!).
We crossed a side street and Mabel took a dump right in the middle of the street. She only started pooping on concrete this past year. I don't know if it's an old lady dog thing but suddenly she doesn't prefer grass! I get my baggie untied... put my lunch and belongings down and by the time I've scooped... she's pooped two more places and I have ONE baggie.
By now, I'm screaming at her and the neighbor comes out of his house. He brought me two more baggies. I started scooping the other piles and suddenly some short bus is honking at my upturned behind! It was the neighbor's mother coming home from her day care facility and Mabel and I were in the way.
I finally make it home and I'm so overwhelmed... worried about the cost of the car (new alternator...ugh) and feeling beat up by the world, I tossed my lunch on the counter and went to bed! I kept waking in waves of nausea but was too dizzy to get up so I kept going back to sleep. I finally woke after dark and couldn't get warm. Mabel always has a sense of me when I'm cold and she draped her body over mine...not fun but always warm!
When I was fully awake, I realized I had left the back door wide open and clothes on the line! Now, I'm thinking I must have also been having a severe allergy attack on top of the little frustrations!
But I'm wondering... am I the only one? Have you ever had to reboot in the middle of the day???
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It's possible to reboot? I thought you just had to declare the day totaled.
In the photo, Mabel looks as if she's embarrassed. Maybe she had been masturbating.
Snow, No, Mabel would NOT be embarrassed about that. But she knows she's not supposed to dig back there and she knew she was caught...which is why the photo makes me happy!
You need a pastry!
-Bart and Ruby
I love Mabel's "Oh no, I'm busted" face!
Days like you had are so challenging to navigate! I had a morning like that several years ago. I was running late for work and finally locked the house and ran down the stairs to see that my car was not where I had parked it the day before. I looked left, looked right, then noticed the telltale shattered glass on the ground. I went upstairs, called my father and then the police. My friend called me not a minute later and asked me about my car. I asked her how she knew and she said, "Apparently you left my number with the police, not yours." I have no idea why I did that but I hung up the phone and decided to start the day all over again. So I took another shower. That was my reboot. ;-)
Alison, Wow! That's a doozy of a day! I don't know if a shower would have done the trick for me!
I've been having lots of crazy days lately. I actually fell out of the car the other morning. I was carrying too much and trying to get my daughter of the car and I just kind fell backwards and rolled across the sidewalk. Of course, there were a bunch of people around to witness my fall. We had to catch a bus so I had to jump up grab my stuff and my daughter and run to the bus.
I still remember one horrible day in the 1960s. That day, too, started out with car trouble, and everything that could possibly go wrong at work did go wrong. By the time I got home from work I was feeling depressed and down on myself--as if I should have had better control over all those things happened. Then I walked inside and discovered that my parakeet had somehow managed to get out of her high-hanging cage and my four-pound poodle had captured and eaten her. The beak, feet, and backbone were left on my bed, along with three or four blue feathers. I gave up any idea of control right then and there. Sometimes stuff just happens.
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