I am one of those people with a lot of faith.. A LOT of faith. I know that in my heart things will always turn out for the best – even when i just want to ball up and rock somewhere in a dark corner.
This past couple of weeks proved to me that I am much stronger than i had ever thought i was.
Last Monday – I am running out of my car – into the house because it was raining and i didn’t have an umbrella…
I don’t know who the hell told me that i should have put those skimpy ass Puma’s on…
with no traction…..
in the grass…
but….
SLIP – BAM….
Crying the rain with an ankle twisted – the OTHER way.
Ugh… thank God Deme was there to witness the entire thing and (laugh) and pick me up and drag me into the house…
Needless to say – I actually sprain my ankle – tore a few ligaments – and my pride.
((On Friday))
I am driving into work – because i can’t really walk… i refuse to use the crutches….and i felt like that was the BEST option….
WELL…. I got into a car accident. A fender bender….
Bending my soul.
My heart.
My spirit – (wait… no that’s actually broken right about now…)
Ugh – Deme JUST bought me that $700.00 sexy ass car…..
The following Thursday – I actually end up taking the train into the city after a site visit with my structural engineer…
The train comes and I get on the train.
I start walking to my sea.t
AND THEN THE TRAIN DOORS SHUT.
- I finally get them and someone had already brought my bag into the office….
NOW TODAY IS TUESDAY.
Just got in from a GREAT ACE mentoring presentation!! The students were fantastic and their hard work and dedication to the program really showed… :)
I am playing jewels on my stupid smart phone.
We get to my stop (a little quicker than i anticipated).
I go to put my trailpass into my purse – BUT
WHAT?
IT FELL WHERE?
I CAN’T FIT MY HANDS DOWN THERE?!
Game time decision… do I stay on this train til the next stop and try to get my pass out of this nasty crevice between the seat and the wall? OR do i sacrifice it and go on…without my 145.00 pass – for – the – month?
I went on without my pass…
I hope that i can find some old tickets laying around here…
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Ok – so the moral of the story is that whenever things seem like they just won’t get better – they probably won’t. (haha)
BUT I know that there is a lesson learned in each and every one of those situation – and I am THANKFUL that they were not worse.
1. My ankle could have been broken.
2. My $700.00 car could have been totaled.
3. My purse could have been stolen – I mean, there wasn’t any money in there anyway – but you know. :)
4. Even though i lost my pass… Um, yeah – i still need to figure out the bright side to this one….
(haha)
- wait… i thought that things happen in threes?
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