You know those days where nothing’s easy and you try real real hard to hold on to the ideal that you can be a positive influence in every situation?
Today’s that day.
Mom’s birthday is coming up, and when she didn’t realize that, she was fine. Now she does realize that and she’s starting to not be fine. I get that, a thousand percent. But it seems like everything I tried to do for her today went sideways.
Have a treat that she used to enjoy delivered? Gotta harass the staff so they don’t ‘forget’ to take it to her.
Try to get her new shirts? Gotta get harassed by the shopper because black and white won’t work.
Try to check in on her? Gotta call five or six times til she decides to pick up the phone, then she does one of the few things that will actually make me lose my ability to deal. (Mimicking someone else’s voice in a cruel, mocking way is a huge trigger for me, I can’t imagine why.)
Then throw in a sassy pizza delivery person who pings me again and again, trying to get me to cancel my order because they don’t feel like waiting for it, a call center person who keeps me on the line for an extra four minutes so I’ll hang up without taking the survey, and another one who tries to ghost call me to keep his handle time down. Yeah, that’s just more enamel off my teeth from grinding.
So when Rick got home, I was pretty growly about the day as a whole but doing my best to make it a sigh instead of a growl.
Me- so you see why I’m in this heinous fuckin mood, right? I’m trying real hard to hold it all in, but shit, what a day.
Rick, looking the drawers for clothes after his shower- Don’t worry, I’m going to help express what you’re feeling right now.
Me- what the?
Rick holds up a hand, then puts on this-
Me- YES THAT’S EXACTLY IT! THIS IS A TABLE FLIP DAY!
Rick- Made you laugh!
Just to reassure that it isn’t a total wash of a day.. not only did I get to laugh, but we went out and planted the tree by the pond together.
Looking forward to watching our little willow grow and bring shade and be the first green we see come spring. And I’m not sure if you can see it from this angle, but the last trellis caught itself a morning glory this week.
Sometimes if you don’t look for much in the way of miracles, you’ll get all the normal ones you need.
Curiouser and Curiouser 