Ever had a bad day? I mean a really bad day, where nothing seems to go right no matter what you do. Today was that day for me. It started bad and went downhill from there. With every bad thing that happened I tried not to let it bring me down... but it did.
It seems like bad days are inevitable. Reminds me of one of my favorite children's books- Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. For those of you who haven't read it (or don't remember it) Alexander has a day quite like mine where nothing seems to go right for him. Through the book when things are going wrong he says he thinks he'll just move to Austrailia. Today I was Alexander and all I wanted was to move to Austrailia.
Bad days for me always seem to start with waking up late. Today was no exception. Waking up with thirty minutes to get you and your child ready to leave is damn near impossible. But I managed by cutting a few corners... which after getting to work I realised one happened to be brushing my teeth. Great.
Today there were tears, some anger, a few choice words, and a feel of despair.
My dad always has some sort of advice whether you want it or not. Today he says to me "Some days peanuts, some days shells". At first I didn't get it. Then it hit me. You can't always get peanuts everyday. Some days there are going to be shells. After hearing this I tried to find the good in today. And alas some good was found.
For one thing, when you take lunch really late in the day it makes the last few hours fly by. And when you work a job where you HAVE to be happy it really does become contagious and you ultimately become a little less grumpy.
Of course my loving wonderful husband stepped in to help save the day. Dinner was cooked when I came home and a bag of mini peanut butter cups awaited my arrival. Bless him.
Some days after finding a bunch of shells there may just be a few peanuts waiting to be found if you look hard enough.
