Today acted like a Tuesday. It’s no secret that I think Tuesdays are especially dreadful. Today was worse than yesterday. Let’s review:
~ bailed on the morning workout. I was just too tired and too sore from the previous day’s torture.
~ because I bailed, my meals were jacked up. I missed second breakfast and then got too hungry before lunch. Afternoon snacks included barbeque chips which did NOTHING to fill me up.
~ school schedules are off balance due to state testing and that threw the kids into chaos mode.
~ bailed on run today.
~ my photo card that I use at school for pictures for the classroom blog got cleaned. I put the card into the reader. About 5 minutes later, I saw the PERFECT photo op. I took the card out because that’s what I do with my dell at home. This window popped up that said some mumbo jumbo about data lost. Sure enough, I put the card in the camera and all images were erased. I’m really upset because it had pictures for the yearbook.
Those are the highlights. I forgot to mention the sore leg, headache, and ridiculous coughing that will. not. stop. But even with all this stuff going on, I know it won’t last and I’ll get back on track tomorrow. Bumps in the road are expected but they usually don’t last forever. It’s still a glass half-full day.
So, how do I deal with a day that needed a do-over by 8am? I make a sandwich. A good one. Hot, melty, chewy, gooey. I made a turkey cranberry with spinach and provolone on wheat. It was just what I needed. I love the process of putting together a simple meal that’s good for me and makes me feel better about a craptastic day. I love the quiet of the kitchen, well, except when Frankie decides he wants to eat again. I love picking out some nice dishes even when it’s just me. I clearly remember when I moved into my first apartment. I do not remember who told me this, they said something about why wait until I get married to enjoy nice china or dishes? Who said a girl has to wait for a wedding registry to have and use pretty dishes? That stuck with me and there were many occasions where I ate a ham sandwich on my great-grandmother’s china that I treasure to this day.
Now, some good sleep and look forward to my normal day tomorrow.