I never got a chance to read or see Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, but I’m pretty sure it went a little like my day yesterday. Before I tell my tale, I want everyone to know that I have a philosophy:
Every day is a really good day unless something happens to make it bad. Then, it’s just a good day. After something else bad happens, it’s an “okay” day. But for me to call it a BAD day… yikes.
It’s March 18, 2015.
I wake up at 6:40 (sweating and flustered) from a dream about some craziness that has happened at school lately. It was one of those that you think is real, and you wake up actually mad at the person that made you mad in the dream.
I get ready, hop in the car, and make it to school. I had already been pretty stressed about a situation that happened earlier this week, so that was on my mind. I get to first period and we had to read out of the textbook, and I could NOT comprehend. No matter how hard I tried, I could not understand what I was reading. It was incredibly frustrating, and I was getting angry with myself. About 20 minutes after that, another incident happened that destroyed my trust for someone, which added an ounce more stress to my morning.
I arrive to enhancement, and one of my UNG froomies (future roomie) texted me to tell me about a housing situation we were having. I logged onto the website, tried to figure out how to fix the issue, but there was no way until another froomie could get to her computer. On top of that, when the froomie called UNG, the lady who answered was very uncooperative and was not answering questions, so we were basically on our own.
Next was second period. Nothing much happened here, thank goodness. I lost the back to my earring, and that kinda bummed me out. Other than trying to communicate with the froomies and figure out our plan, AND try to listen to Coach Steele review over our unit test, no more stressors were added.
Third period came. Lunch was good, but the actual class, Forensics, was a headache and a half. We were trying to solve a robbery case, and I could not remember one thing. If you know me, you know my memory dwindles every day, but today was exceptionally bad. I couldn’t remember the words I was about to write, the evidence we had collected, what I was supposed to be measuring or looking at with the evidence, or even how to spell words - AND I LOVE SPELLING. I actually tried to write the word “suspect” a good 7 times, but I could only write “sample.” The closest I got was “sumple,” until I had to get my partner, Ally, to say each letter out loud to me. The same kind of thing happened about 4 more times, and my brain was basically done for.
Later, I logged onto Virtual School, and sure enough, I couldn’t figure any of that out either. I couldn’t find the research I was supposed to track down, the links I was given wouldn’t work, and I still didn’t finish. It was time to go to work though, so I loaded up in my bug and headed for Lavonia.
I got to work, and I was supposed to be looking for two employees’ outfits for the fashion show we are having, and send the brands to the lady making the write-up - SNAPS, I still haven’t done that…. the fashion show is tonight. Oops. I’ll be right back.
Anyway, I could NOT find the dresses! I looked all in the back, everywhere, for a good 30 minutes. Eventually, I found them right next to the door… after I had passed them a billion times. I tried on the sandals that were brought, and of course there were none in my size so they are all too small! I still had to find my own outfits for the fashion show, as well, so I was trying to get that together at the same time. I’m at an awkward size right now, because I’ve randomly lost weight so I’m now a small in some dresses, as well as a medium (like before). So after trying on about eight dresses, I finally found two that fit!
After all of that was out of the way, Mrs. Susan came in with a bag from Empire South (the store in Watkinsville). Earlier, someone had texted me to tell me to take home the bag Mrs. Susan was bringing, and she would come by and pick it up from my house. Well, I WATCHED her bring in the bag that said “Empire South,” WATCHED her write the girl’s name on it that I was supposed to be bringing it home for, and WATCHED her put it under the counter for her. Did I grab it?
No. No I did not.
A little while after that, our manager called and asked us to do inventory for certain shirts we carried. I counted the shirts in the front, and the other guy counted the shirts in the back. I was starving, so I was going to run out to my car and get some Doritos, but I didn’t want anyone to come into the store while he was in the back. So I waited, folded a few stacks of shirts, took care of some close-down duties, and at 5:59, my coworker was still in the back. I went back to make sure he was alright, and he still had quite a few shirts left to count. I helped him count the rest, and at 6:30 I remembered: “OH NO. I WAS SUPPOSED TO MEET JARED AT HIS HOUSE AT 6:15 TO GO TO CHURCH. AND I STILL HAVEN’T EATEN.”
We left at about 6:35, I ran (not literally, I actually drove) through the McDonald’s drive thru, then headed to church. Well, as soon as I pulled up, I remembered we were having a surprise baby shower and there was food. But, it was ice cream cake. So all the stress went away for about 30 minutes. Then, I remembered the BAG that I was supposed to bring home from work. So, Jared drove Maddy back to the store...
Next, we went to Jared’s. I wanted to show him my outfit I was wearing for the fashion show, so as I leaned in to grab the dresses, I made a hole in my headrest with the hangers (I don’t know how, but I did). When I leaned back out, I slammed my back into a pole I had been parking next to. Once we got inside, I was walking to the bathroom when Jared jokingly says, “Don’t break anything in there!” Of course, I immediately proceeded to accidentally slam a can of air freshener on the floor. It didn’t break though, but it provided some giggles nonetheless. I unloaded all of my complaints to Tammy, let Jared hear them for the 3,000th time, and petted Charlie (the dog, not a person. Don’t worry).
To end my fabulous day, the personal problems, and the random problems… the car in front of me on the way home threw an empty trash bag out of their sunroof, and it landed on my windshield. I couldn’t see. But that’s okay.
So… that was about it. I know that all the adults are going to read this and say, “Wow, she thinks she has it bad now. Wait until she gets in the real world!”
I know. My whole generation knows! Our problems are so minuscule compared to everything adults have to go through, but you know? I think on days like I had today, on days when it’s all the tiny things that continue to pile up, those are the days when God is testing our faith a lot! He knows what we can handle. I feel like that’s one reason why some teenagers don’t have HUGE problems like adults. Adults have so much experience with “life,” and they can take it on. But I’m not saying some teenagers don’t have huge problems. They do.
Have you ever noticed a kid or teenager who didn’t have the best home life? Or they may not have all of their basic needs on hand? For some reason, a lot of these kids have to go through even MORE hardship than the kids (like myself) who have grown up in a happy home and are provided everything they need. To me, God knows that the kids with the tougher lives are stronger, and they can handle more. So He gives them more, to continue to make them stronger.
Me?
I can’t even take a trash bag landing on my windshield.
God knows our limits, and He knows what’s going to make us stronger in the long run. He has a PERFECT plan, and every good day, okay day, and terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day is a part of that plan. That’s why when I sat down to read my Bible last night, He made everything that has ever happened in my life take me to THIS page, with THIS reminder on it:
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And yes, I did already start on this blog. And yes, it did already have this title.
As I sit here in enhancement, I realize that I am super lucky.
Luckily...
Luckily...
-I realized the dream was much worse than the situation will actually be.
-I didn’t get called on to answer a question from the textbook.
-I found myself praying for forgiveness for person whom I lost trust in.
-The froomies and I JUST got our housing situation fixed (literally 5 minutes ago).
-I only lost the back to my earring, not the actual earring.
-Coach Steele gave us a word bank.
-Ally and I solved the case in Forensics today (it was Otis).
-I finished my Virtual School project today and it all made sense.
-I found my fashion show outfits.
-I also found everyone else’s.
-I got the bag of jewelry from the store and the girl now has it in her possession.
-Inventory is DONE.
-The ice cream cake was rockin’.
-I fixed the hole in my headrest.
-My back is used to getting injured, so it was immune to the pain.
-The air freshener smelled awesome.
-I am writing this blog, which means the trash bag didn’t make me wreck!
-I have an incredibly patient boyfriend.
-And his mom is patient.
-So are my parents.
-And so is everyone else who listened to me gripe yesterday.
And overall, I have a pretty great God who listened to my hourly prayers/whines.
Oh, and I can’t forget…
Luckily, THESE exist.
“Though an army besiege me, my heart will not fear; though war break out against me, even then I will be confident.”
-Psalm 27:3 (NIV)
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