Sara and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (and it's only 9:45)

This post is based on one of my favourite kid books: Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

So, this morning, I woke up late. Waaaay late. I decided that I looked like a greaseball, so I had a shower. It was so nice to be in the shower, that I stayed in there a little too long. Then I had to rush to get dressed and get out the door. I forgot to bring the sheets that I said I would wash at dad's house, and didn't realize it until I was on the highway. I tried to put in my contacts, and one of them was being very difficult, so I wound up with a facefull of mascara, and a sore eye. And I didn't eat breakfast, nor did I have time to pack my lunch.

Leaving my apartment, it was raining. Hard. And where was my umbrella? Oh yes, in the car. Got to my car with rainy glasses (guess you guys wouldn't really know what that's like, but it's unpleasant), and I was essentially stuck in my parking spot. I had to parallel park in the plaza, in a spot. there was a car parked perpendicular to mine. Usually, that's not a problem, becaues nobody is suppsoed to park behind that spot. Last night, some genius did. So, I had a car in front of me, and another car behind me. That made me even later. Then, turning out onto Victoria Park to drive to work, the idiot in front of me was trying to turn left out onto VicPark (no light, very busy street), and he decided not to leave any room for a car turning right (like me) to go beside, and make the turn. So, I had to wait until he was able to turn left. Now, I was even later. And I had a sore eye, and rainy glasses, and no food.

I had a meeting at 8:30. Got there at 8:35. The person I was supposed to meet with didn't remember that we had a meeting, so she was meeting with somenone else. I waited until 9:00, when they finished. She was very apologetic, but it was still a big rush, for nothing.

After the "meeting", I went to the grocery store, to buy some cheese (it was on sale, and Niranjan needs it), and pick something up for lunch. That went okay. I was going to get a hot chocolate at Tim Hortons, but then I went into the wrong entrance for the drivethrough, and wound up in a very narrow passageway, where there were people trying to get out of their parking spots. And there were 2 cop cars. I had to back down the passage, and back out into the main part of the parking lot, in order to get out of there. I'm lucky that I didn't get a ticket!! I don't know if it was a one-way where I was, but it may as well have been. Thank goodness I watch Canada's Worst Driver, and I knew how to properly back out of that situation.

Are you all lauging yet? I think that like Alexander (in the story), I will move to Australia.

Have a LOVELY day,
Sara