one of those days...
Do you ever have one of those days that just doesn't come together right? No great disasters, no catastrophic failures. Just one of those days....
Today was one of those days for me. I slept too much Sunday afternoon, so I was half-awake all night. I didn't have enough money on my bus card, so I had to beg the driver to let me stay on. Chapel, breakfast, class, lunch -- all fine. I walked across the River to go to the gym. I really needed to go, since it had been almost a week since my last sojourn there. I get there, I go in, I get a day locker key. And what do I find? My hair stuff had opened and got soapy liquid all over my gym clothes. No workout for me. So I pack back up, take the key back -- and of course the desk clerk gives me a funny look and says, 'Didn't you just get here?' Yes. Yes, I did.
And I walk back across the River and catch a bus (after refreshing my card) to go home.
The only good thing out of all this was the 30 minutes I spent walking from school to gym to bus station. I am darn well counting this as my excercise for the day!
One of those days... in the drizzle and rain and chill of spring.
postscript: just when I thought it was over for the day, I found that I had accidentally put a piece of clothing set aside for repairs into the washing machine.. It came entirely apart: irreparably damaged. Some days just need to end -- so I can be out of my misery.
Today was one of those days for me. I slept too much Sunday afternoon, so I was half-awake all night. I didn't have enough money on my bus card, so I had to beg the driver to let me stay on. Chapel, breakfast, class, lunch -- all fine. I walked across the River to go to the gym. I really needed to go, since it had been almost a week since my last sojourn there. I get there, I go in, I get a day locker key. And what do I find? My hair stuff had opened and got soapy liquid all over my gym clothes. No workout for me. So I pack back up, take the key back -- and of course the desk clerk gives me a funny look and says, 'Didn't you just get here?' Yes. Yes, I did.
And I walk back across the River and catch a bus (after refreshing my card) to go home.
The only good thing out of all this was the 30 minutes I spent walking from school to gym to bus station. I am darn well counting this as my excercise for the day!
One of those days... in the drizzle and rain and chill of spring.
postscript: just when I thought it was over for the day, I found that I had accidentally put a piece of clothing set aside for repairs into the washing machine.. It came entirely apart: irreparably damaged. Some days just need to end -- so I can be out of my misery.
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