Wonderful things happened yesterday. Things that I am so incredibly thankful for. So when I woke up this morning, there was a spring in my step. I vowed to myself that I would not look a gift horse in the mouth* and I would not complain all day today.
Oh, Universe! Am I but a pawn in your daily game?
Things began to go down hill around noon, but I was determined to hold on to my own. By 3 p.m., I had a voicemail from my sister letting me know that there was a astronomically high possibility our plans to get together for Thanksgiving were thwarted. Hannah came home from school today with a fever, a headache, and a tummy ache. This seriously bummed me out for several reasons: 1) I was really looking forward to hanging with my sister this weekend since she’s my absolute best of friends. 2) I was really looking forward to family cooking time, movies, and showing them more of Cleveland. 3) I feel awful for Kim and Todd if their holiday comes down to caring for a sick kid all weekend–especially for Kim who is preggers and can’t get sick herself 4) We bought lots and lots of food. No really. LOTS.
So there I was, bumming hard and finally I broke. I shook my fist in retribution since there was nothing I could do. What happens next? Oh, you know, I find a decent flights to San Juan and find out that our reservations are confirmed for the last week in February as we’ve been planning. The Universe taketh and the Universe giveth.
I was upset, but also just plain old confused. I mean, what was I supposed to think? Contradictions were happening all around me. I wondered what would happen next…and then I went to the dentist. I apparently need not only one, not two –oh no!– but THREE fillings. And a crown. And a mouth guard so I can quit grinding my teeth at night. And it’s going to cost me atleast $400. Minimum.
Universe, you and I are not on speaking terms. I just don’t know if I can trust you.
*Ever wonder about this phrase? What the hell does it mean?