A DAY

 It’s Monday. And it felt like a Monday. 

The work day started of at a running pace, and it never slowed down. It wasn’t a bad day, it was just a day. But by the end of the work day I was grumpy. 

So I decided I needed some diversion.

I texted my guy “I’m in need of retail therapy, I’m heading to hobby lobby. I do not have plans for dinner nor do I think I am capable of making them tonight.”

I spent over an hour wandering through the craft store. As I was getting some fabric cut, the older woman waiting her turn started chatting with me. I told her that I missed JoannFabrics. She said she did too. I told her that it feels like I lost a life long friend. She agreed. 

On my way home, the road was closed for construction, so I had to go a different way. There was a truck in the lane next to me, when out of a side road a lady pulled out right in front of the truck. He slowed down. But when she tried to get in my lane, as we were now beside each other, I honked at her. At the stop light, she rolled her window down and was saying something to me… delightfully I’m sure. 

My window was up, and the light was still red, so after looking at her as she spoke at me for a good long minute, I just smiled at her. 

She stopped talking and nodded at me. The light changed color and I left. 

I came home and sat on the floor looking at the therapeutic treasures I bought. 

John made me get up off the floor to go stand outside, where it’s cold and windy. He had me listen to a charming bird in the tree and look at our new blossoms and budding plants.

And I think maybe I was hangry and needed a hug. 

He grilled me a burger and gave me a hug. 

I’m going to be okay. 

Thanks for listening.