Good Day:
Grandma Marcia in town. She and Scott and Jonah play with the boy all day, who naps mid-wise in the stroller while I am out and about on my own.
Tour preschool in the morning. Beautiful school, lovely people, pleasant interaction all around.
Get pedicure. Ahhhhhhhhh.
Try new Mexican restaurant. Eat best chile rilleno stuffed with lamb and cheese of entire life.
Find new chocolate restaurant. Sample chocolates and have lovely chat with proprietor about Mexican restaurant, lamb recipes, ayeurvedic healing.
Get bodywork from lovely cranial-sacral guy. Talk about life, cry a bit in a healing way, stand up afterward and feel grounded and uplifted at same time.
Bad Day:
Return to car to find ticket and threat to impound notice because, discovery, license plate tags have been stolen, the pile lifted off down to 2004. Tags older than 6 months mean you can be towed. Right. Like I haven’t registered my car in FIVE YEARS. Thanks, officer.
Good Day:
Drive straight to AAA office near home, no line at DMV window. Get the new guy, a trainee. Decide I can be joyful with this experience. Exude total patience and sense of humor. Guy suggests I am so funny I should be on “Chelsea Lately.” I adore this compliment.
In parking lot, some guy tells me I am beautiful and he’d like to marry me.
Driving home, I spot husband, MIL and the boy at the park. Decide to keep driving home because I need to lie down and rest post-bodywork.
Bad Day:
Get home, driveway I normally turn around in to park is blocked. Go a little further up street to turn around, back into fancy BMW convertible in the process, waking napping guy in front seat. Exchange info with napping guy who estimates that tiny scratches will yield $2,000 in damage. I think he’s joking. He’s not.
Why, universe? WHY WHY WHY?????????
Good Day:
Try to remain sanguine in spite of this “glitch” in day. If anything, perspective returns. I’ve backed into five cars in my lifetime in just this way. I’ve been backed into in this way twice.
Return to lair to devise un-dent-able car, mass produced out of natural rubber and other eco-friendly materials. Distribute worldwide. Make millions.
Oh, the ups and the downs of life!
I backed into a very fancy car once–not fun.
However, the balance of the not-so-good with great rellenos, a chocolate RESTAURANT, healing bodywork and a pedicure.
That sounds like a terrific day, all in all!
xo
k
i’m gonna go ahead and remember the “chocolate restaurant” and “make millions” out of all of that. because i like those ideas
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