Today I had a multitude of things on my plate that needed to
get done but the universe had it in order that I was supposed to have the most
difficult time completing all my tasks. First off I managed to lose two pairs
of yoga pants in a 900sf suit at 5:30am this morning. How does that even
happen? It pissed rain nearly the whole time I was walking dogs and only let up
as I walked up the stairs to give the dog back. Getting Corey’s car back from
the shop went well but the errand running afterwards was quite unsuccessful at
first.
I had a few items on my list that I needed to get today so
we could bring them as housewarming gifts on our trip to Alberta this weekend. One
of them didn’t seem to exist in any of the shops I searched at. I got detoured by
some sales and ended up picking up some quality jeans for once and some nice
dressier outfits for fall.
I stopped off at walmart in search of this computer mic that
I had such trouble finding. It was jam packed and the people at the desk looked
at me like I was an idiot when I told them what I was looking for. Finally it
was determined that they didn’t have it but I stopped off at the jewelry
counter to find something that I have been meaning to do for an Experience Challenge.
Rings. I have always gotten all freaky about rings and never
wore them because some part of me flips out and panics if I struggled to pull
them off. I don’t know if I’m afraid to lose a finger or what but today I was
determined to find one and wear it. I scour through all the cheap jewelry and
find the only pretty one in my size (about two sizes too large but I was making
progress I thought). The lines for the tills were the longest I’ve seen since Christmas
and I ended up waiting ages to purchase this 8 dollar ring. Once I get up to
the counter and hand over my purchase the woman asks if I want her to cut the
security tag off. I say sure. Big mistake. The cashier drops the ring and it
falls into the abyss between the till and some counters. We search for a while
but at this point im super frustrated and leave. I then find the damn mike
after checking two more stores but my mind is still on about that ring. I go
back and look back at their tiny selection or rings. I originally picked up a 9
but there was an 8 there even though I really should only be a 7.5. I grab the
8 and give that a half dozen attempts on my finger before I feel comfortable.
Thankfully this time the lines are much shorter and I pay for my ring but say
that I’ll cut off the tags myself. The cheap metal bent while I was trying to
rip this thing apart but a quick stomping in the parking lot wedged it back
into shape. I wore it all the way home and guess what, I’m still wearing it! 23
and I have a ring on my finger!! Granted it’s not the ring I’m hoping for but
maybe he’ll get the hint ;)
I had to rush back to work to attend a dog applicant that I
needed to screen before his entry into the daycare. I wait and wait and wait
but he never shows. At my co-workers prompt I shoot him a text. This was his
reply.
Really? I’m glad your time was so valuable that you couldn’t
call to cancel your booking. Sheesh. Oh
well. I made it back home in one piece and the BF is cooking me dinner. That’s right.
HES COOKING. Yay!!
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