My morning started out okay. Got up, had coffee, exercised, showered, then left to get my hair cut. The guy did a good job. I’m happy with it. After that things deteriorated. I went by the used bookstore, which happens to have a charity book container outside its doors. They (not the used bookstore, but the charity) collect books to sell to help with literacy and foster children. Anyhow, I’m unloading my bags of books and placing them in a shopping cart, which refuses to remain near my car, when the last bag breaks, sending books flying across the pavement. This is where you picture me, trying to hold the possessed cart and pick up books at the same time. Grr…
I manage to get the books dropped off and I head to the post office so that I can mail my paranormal suspense. I get there and grab a number, only to see that they’re closing for lunch in five to ten minutes. By the time I reach the front of the line, the woman is starting to lose it because 15 minutes of her lunch time has been eaten by customers. So I volunteer to wait until she gets back. She ends up taking me early, which was nice. I’m excited because I have cash and figure I’ll be out of there quicker. Turns out she has no change. This is after I cut my finger digging through my purse in search of exact change. She tells me it would be easier if I wrote her a check. Now why she thinks writing a check is easier, since I have to find my driver’s license, a pen, and give them blood to prove I’m who I say I am, is beyond me.
I finally get out of the post office and head to the grocery store. I get there with list in hand. Everything is going okay. I’ve put a bandaid on my bleeding finger, so I no longer have blood oozing down my hand. I decide to grab a basket, instead of a cart. Yes, this is mistake number one. Within three aisles my basket is full and I’m carrying an item in my free hand. Said item happens to be Starbucks bottled coffee. Oh yeah, it’s that obvious. I’m about halfway down the back aisle when the handle on the Starbucks four pack breaks, sending pink whatever all over the floor. Did I mention that when I tried to catch it that my nails dug into my already injured hand deep enough to leave bloody crescents behind? Or that when I swung around, I nearly took out a row of Prego tomato sauce with my purse? I didn’t think so.
I reported the spill, grabbed a Dr. Pepper, and walked straight to the alcohol aisle before checking out and coming home. My Dr. Pepper exploded the second I opened it. Sticky goodness covered my stove, floor, counter, and sink. I did have a half a bottle left by the time it finished foaming. I’m so glad that the cleaners came yesterday. I’m thrilled to say that I accomplished all of this while managing to only break one of my dozen eggs.
I was going to work on edits for EC, since my Harlequin ones haven’t arrived yet, but I think I’m going to read instead. It seems safer somehow. Snort. How was your day?
June 16th, 2006
Aiiieeee. Sit, put feet up, recover. At least your hair’s good! *g*
by Charlene June 16th, 2006 at 5:31 pmLord girl, yours topped mine! But yesterday I got the estimate for braces for TWO kids. Not sure if it’s as bad as your day but it’s close. LOL
by Cece June 16th, 2006 at 5:36 pmLOL! Yes, that is the one saving grace. *g*
by Jordan June 16th, 2006 at 5:36 pmYikes Cece! CHAching!
by Jordan June 16th, 2006 at 5:38 pmWhen you got up this morning - did you look in the mirror and see me? ‘Cuz this sounds like one of my days. LOL Well, except for the good haircut. *snort* Or even a Shalvis day. Good grief woman - I would have skipped the Dr. Pepper and gone straight for the booze. Hope tomorrow is better. At least I was able to give you a laugh - guess you needed it.
by Eve June 16th, 2006 at 6:51 pmI’ve been mega busy/stressed at work for the past week and 1/2, but still, I feel your pain. lol (((hugs)))
by jaq June 16th, 2006 at 7:07 pmYour today was my yesterday. Everything that could go wrong did with all kinds of incoming, tedious work for my unit. Evrything that went wrong could not be fixed because it was so wildly out of control and so many folks involved, it was not even worth the fights. It was sheer madness. I came home, kicked up my feet and finished The Cottage by Carla Neggers, and went to bed early. Sometimes, you just can’t fight the universe. On the other hand, if you’re superstitious, the universe may be telling you to pay attention to the small print in any types of dealings, and to make sure you don’t overbook or overburden yourself, or, do too much for others at your own expense. I’d toss a tarot card or two for confirmation. And definatley, follow the great cure all: kicking back and cracking a good book. Nothing like it in the world!
by Ursula June 16th, 2006 at 7:30 pmTrust me, I just had it worst. Yours was one day. Mine has been all “joyous” 14 days of vacation. I’m planning to enlist in the army and see if I’m quickly sent to Irak so someone can shoot me.
by Silma June 16th, 2006 at 9:12 pmI have had days like that, but there is always something I remember when I have a bad day, this is not original but it helps.
“Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it.” When you can’t find the good in your day remember that tomorrow will be better. 
By the way feel free to pick up some extra booze for your next bad day. Hee.
by Shannon June 16th, 2006 at 10:47 pmYikes, Jordan. You just had a “Raine” day.
What to do? Wear a big hat with very tall boots. Or go back to bed & pull the sheets over your head until tomorrow. Or chalk it up to misaligned stars, and figure the time to come will be all the better for this.
Hugs, hon. All will be well.
by raine June 17th, 2006 at 12:53 am(((Jordan))) Enjoy your books!
by May June 17th, 2006 at 1:47 amI can’t figure out an astrological reason for it, but YESTERDAY was a very weird day all the way around!!
I hope you at least found something wonderful in the alcohol aisle and enjoyed it last night!
I went to the mall at 10 AM with my son to buy my DH his IMAC mini for his birthday, along with a zillion accessories. Went up to pay for it-MY SON forgot his college ID so we could not get the educational discount. I FORGOT MY DRIVERS LICENSE.. long story– $900 dollars worth of stuff piled up and the clerk says SORRY– NO ID with the credit card, no sale.
Bummer.
Got back to the mall last night with all ID’s pasted to my forehead (joking) and the new clerk rang up all the purchases, took my credit card and DID NOT ASK FOR MY PICTURE ID.
Duh.
Today will be a better day!
by Maddie June 17th, 2006 at 8:42 amEve, LOL! Was that you I saw?
You definitely did give me a laugh yesterday and today. The church notices are hilarious.
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:50 amJaq, Hang in there. I know how bad work stress can be. Hopefully you can recover a bit over the weekend. (((hugs)))
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:51 amUrsula, I’m afraid to look at the cards right now. There is so much happening that I think it would freak me out. I will definitely flow with the universe and not try to push against it.
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:54 amSilma, Oh no! (((Hugs))) What’s a vacation? *ggg*
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:55 amShannon, LOL! I have an extra bottle sitting in the fridge. As for the bad day, I did start laughing when the Dr. Pepper exploded because at that point the day had reached the absurd.
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:56 amRaine, I did chalk it up to the planets being out of alignment with whatever orbit I create. *ggg*
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:57 amThanks May, I will.
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:57 amLOL Maddie! That was like my post office check incident. I’m glad you were able to get the computer. I’m venturing out a little later, but I am counting on my dh’s energy to balance out my static.
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 9:59 amOh my goodness, Jordan, what a day! Be careful–if you keep this sort of thing up you know what will happen don’t you? You’ll turn into a romantic comedy writer!
by Daisy Dexter Dobbs June 17th, 2006 at 2:41 pmYeah Daisy, except the joke will be me. *ggg*
by Jordan June 17th, 2006 at 11:14 pmSorry, but do you really have to give BLOOD to write a check, or is this just a joke and I’m a bit dumb? o Sorry you had such a bad day, though.
by Leippya June 18th, 2006 at 9:52 amLeippya, No, *ggg* I was kidding about the giving blood part. It just felt like I had to give them everything.
Thank you! 
by Jordan June 18th, 2006 at 1:06 pmThank you for the clarification
I was trying to picture what kind of blood drawing devices they would be using in a post office, and could only imagine very weird things. 
by Leippya June 18th, 2006 at 3:14 pmYIKES! That’s what I’d do, but I’d crawl in bed and hide under the covers to read *G* Glad you got everything done you needed to do with only MINOR problems. : )
by Anne June 18th, 2006 at 7:17 pmThanks Ann! It was definitely a long day.LOL!
by Jordan June 20th, 2006 at 10:48 am