I wasn’t feeling well when I woke up this morning. I had a headache, so I took some ibuprofen (which I rarely do) and went back to bed (the couch). When I woke up after 11:00, it dawned on me that I had to get myself ready, pick up a dish to take, purchase and wrap a gift, and be at party by 1:30. This wouldn’t have been so bad but taking a shower takes much more time now that I have to use a tub transfer seat and have two bum fingers. We also had an hour’s drive ahead of us. Purchasing food and a gift wasn’t such a big deal for me, as my husband would run into the store. But that would still take some time.
Then this evening I was sitting in the recliner preparing to relax with a nice cup of Zen tea, when I tipped the cup over and spilled hot tea all over my clothes. Because it is still difficult to get to a standing position, it took a few minutes to get my clothes off and stop the burning.
So I ask, have you ever had one of those days? Now I’m not talking about one of those days when everything goes wrong. I mean one of those days when you readily notice all the good in your life, despite the little glitches.
When I woke up late, I recognized that I had slept for nearly 12 hours, only getting up once at 5:00 to take my thyroid pill and let the dog out (and might as well “go” while I’m up). This was wonderful compared to the usual 4 or 5 hours I’ve been able to stay asleep lately! I was happy to slap my hair up in a ponytail, rather than spend the time it would take to get it dry after a shower. The ride to the party gave me time to put on a little makeup. And I did it because I felt like it, not because I think I needed it. Oh, and hubby went into the store, so I got to sit in the warm car and listen to one of my favorite radio personalities instead of getting out into the cold and waiting in a line in the store.
We actually ended up getting the the party early, thanks to a lack of traffic and my husband’s on purpose driving (lead foot). We had good food with great friends, and lots of stimulating conversation and laughter. When it was over, my husband and I, not quite full from the finger foods, had a nice dinner out again tonight (second night in a row).
As far as the tea incident goes, my husband quickly got me the aloe we keep in the fridge and I was in my jammies by 8:00. And I didn’t even have to clean up my mess. Kelly cleaned up the chair, and the dog took care of the floor. I didn’t know she liked tea… and the spearmint probably improved her breath. The living room certainly smells good!
So I’m writing this post, while my son’s girlfriend’s soothing new age music plays from the other room (she has good taste… and so does he). Yeah, I’ve had one of those days.