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Thursday, September 26, 2013

What a difference a day can make!


Have you ever had one of those days? It seemed like the universe was working against me! (when in reality it was my attitude and negativity feeding the misery) For starters, I woke up at 4am and couldn't get back to sleep. So I decided to get the day going and discovered my internet was down...piddled around with that for a while with no luck. As the day progressed, I became more ill. Allergies were taking hold of me and my eyes watered and itched, my throat was scratchy and I was drained of all energy.

Here's the clincher.....my finger was shut in the truck door! What a strange feeling of helplessness that was. My hubby and son were unloading something from the truck at a friends house and I stayed in the truck (wallowing in my self-pity - I can say that today and laugh). I had my hand over my head, not realizing Ryan had left his door open and evidently my finger was in the door frame. He jumped in and shut the door. It took a couple seconds for it to hit but I screamed loudly and quickly, "my finger, my finger, my finger!!!" Ryan suddenly realized what was happening and he opened the door. He felt so bad but I told him it wasn't his fault. Today you wouldn't know anything ever happened to my finger other than a little swelling. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? When something hurts THAT bad, I want to see black and blue with gnarly swelling! lol.

Anyway, as you can imagine, I couldn't wait for the day to be over. But then I remembered ....... Nashville season premiere was coming on at 10pm. So I laid in bed, eyes watering and red until to watch the program...hubby would nudge me when I'd doze off here and there but I saw most of it.


What a difference a day makes. Today I feel much better (thank you NyQuil), my finger looks good and my attitude is back in check.

Blessings to you all,
Teresa

1 comment:

  1. I have had those days, I just get through them and know, tomorrow has to be better;) Glad your finger is ok, we do not want to hurt our hands.

    Debbie

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