One of those days...

Have you ever had one of those days? Although I wouldn't wish it on anyone else, I am also selfish enough to hope that I am not alone. I have just gotten up from a nap hoping that by "going back to bed and starting over" I will be undoing some of the jinx that seems to have followed me today.

I got out of be and started my day by cleaning up a mess tha tone of my dogs had left in the hall. They never mess in the house. Then I swept up the mess that one of the dogs had made sorting through the trash looking for items of culinary interest. That one was my fault for leaving such interesting items within reach.

I went downstiars and started laundry in my washer that leaks profusely and proceeded to make the food for my dinner, fortunately, I managed not to burn anything. My laundry went okay and I even managed to get dressed and find some nylons to wear to church. (Happy, happy day!) I did have to choose to wear brown instead of something that required black shoes as Sox, not only has good "taste" in library books, but good "taste" in shoes as well, preferring black to brown and real leather to fake on any given day. I even managed to get out the door ten minutes early. WOOHOO!

Except that the car wouldn't start and I sold my back up car and none of my neighbors were up to give me a jump. I finally got the neighbors at the end of the street to give me a jump. I went to the parts place nearest the church and tried to cover my anxiety as a new battery cost me almost $100. OUCH!!!!! I could have gone to Wal-Mart but by the time I discovered how much the new one would be at this place I had laready turned off the car and it was TOOOOOOO late.

I got to church in time for the end of Sacrament service. I dropped numerous things while I was still in the parking lot and even managed to accidentally set off my "panic" button, which of course took severl tries to turn off. I got into church in time to realize that it was the end of testimony meeting, which means that I had fogotten to fast. I went to Sunday school and cried because I miss my kids so very much, but was able to contribute a little to the meeting, I even understood much of what was said. (I go to church in Spanish) I even got a hug from the cutest single guy in our ward. (who is too young for me and SO not interested, but he does have sweet kids) .

I even managed to get through my lesson for young women, the one I had tried to teach twice but Satan seemed determined that I should not. I still come out of there feeling as though I talk too much. The girls talked more today and I hope it was at least partially a discussion. They are very cool young ladies.

Whoops! I guess do overs don't make your brain work any better. I accidentally left the bathroom door open and the trash that I picked up this morning was lovingly spread all over the upstairs hallway and bathroom again. As I came downstairs to continue here Sox came in to join me and jumped up on the bed with wet feet from swimming in her kiddie pool. I decided that I needed some comfort Kool-aid and found that I had run out of Lemon-Lime, so have had to make due with Strawberry-Kiwi. **sigh**

The last fun thing that happened this morning was that my neighbor called and left a message on my cell while I was in church that two of my dogs had managed to get out of the fence. YAY!Fortuanately, the neighbor who helped me this morning had given me their phine number, something I am sure they now regret, so I could call them and by the time I got most of the way home, they had put the dogs back in. My heroes! She was going to a funeral and had "nothing" to wear so I gave her my simple black dress that is too small. The poor dear will probably swim in the thing, but was gracious enough to accept it with thanks. Some people are just too nice. I still can't figure out how the two juvenile deliquent dogs escaped, but I have blocked their only apparent escape route.

Is it too early for bed?