I woke this morning, glad to have a day off and thinking of all the things I'd love to get done. Finish painting the doors and baseboard, run to Faribault to get a copy of my divorce decree (I'll explain that one later), laundry...you know...the fun stuff.
My body had other plans, however. The rumblings in my tummy were almost as loud as the thunder outside and just about as dangerous. After visiting my favorite prayer room (bathroom) for the third time, I decided a trip to Walmart was necessary...I was out of Pepto Bismol and this was a case of do it or die.
Driving to Walmart wasn't the worst part. Walking through the store clenching my butt cheeks together as best I could was the challenging part. Then of course, the lady in front of me had several coupons and couldn't figure out how to use her debit card in the machine. I didn't think witnessing to her in my state of mind was appropriate, so I stood as still as I could and tried to appear normal. Someday, I will laugh about this. It would be almost worth asking Walmart to show me the tape of me standing there with my teeth clenched, praying for no volcanoes today.
So here I sit, all broken hearted...never mind. That doesn't need to be finished for the point to come across. I have my pepto, I have my bottle of water, and I have to day off. What more do I need? My Kindle is loaded up with encouraging words and gas is in the car for my trip to Faribault (when I'm sure the rumblings have subsided enough for the 15 minute trip over there).
Ever have one of those days where bed is the goal? Today is mine.
A place to unload the worries of the day and celebrate the knowledge I am not alone in this crazy world!
you are so humerous hopefully u can laugh about this now cause I was laughing through out your story. funny
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