D'Cha Ever Have One of Those Days? or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Murphy's Law

Have you ever had one of those freak days where every little chip falls the opposite way? And I'm not talking about a day where everything goes horrifically wrong. No, those you can just cry or sleep off. I'm talking about one of those day, which I'm sure must come around once every few years where the chips fall just a hair in the wrong direction. One of those days where good 'ol Murphy is looking down and just laughing his ass off at all of your misfortune. And you can't be depressed or pissed, just astounded at how everything could have been perfect if not for..... Yeah....well today was my turn.

As you know, my sister had been visiting for the past few days, and while she was here I let her sleep in my room, while I slept in the living room. Last night, I returned to my room and went to set my alarm clock, which Kristen had changed while she was here. I may have been tired or looking at the clock at angle because the alarm which I was positive I set for 7:30 AM was actually set for 1:30 AM. When the alarm goes off, I get up, curiously think for a moment as to why it is so dark and conclude that it must have to do with the change to daylight savings time. Of course that makes sense! I then proceed to move toward the shower until it hits me that I am up six friggin hours early. I reset the alarm and go back to bed. I should have been warned by this.....

When the alarm goes off for real at 7:30, I am so tired that I hit snooze for about 30-45 minutes before stumbling to bed. Now, not having a job has allowed me the luxury of sleeping in and moving at my own pace, but this morning I had a call with a headhunter that I did not want to miss. I had been trying to get in touch with her for the past few weeks and we finally set up a time to talk. She was going to call around 9:00 or so and it would be a great way to start the day. I wanted to get up early so I could go for a run, get back, get dressed and be ready to talk to her. Seeing that I had overslept, I thought I should push the run till later, but my ego ultimately got a hold of me and I thought I could make the run down the beach and back in time. A nice easy 3 1/4 miler with time to spare. What I did not factor in was that I was going to take a quick break in the middle of the run and stop at the post office so I could buy some stamps thus allowing me to mail some bills.

I grabbed my gear, keys, and a credit card so that I could buy the stamps. Halfway through the run, I stopped at the post office and went in to buy stamps. After noticing that the stamp machine did not take cards, I went up to the counter to buy a booklet. After receiving the booklet and being told the cost, I went to pay with my credit card only to be told that I needed to show ID. I tried to plead that I was in the middle of a run and had only brought my Credit Card. The lady would have none of it, and I left the post office empty handed. I finished the run, rushed up to my room and heard my phone beeping. I had missed the headhunter's call by about 5 minutes. I quickly called back and got her voicemail. Needless to say, every call I made went to her voicemail and we never got in touch.

So there I am with no job direction and no stamps. I grab some breakfast, jump in the shower and head back to the post office with both credit card and ID in hand. When I return I find a line almost out the door. I think that since I have my wallet and just need stamps, I can use the non-credit card accepting vending machine. Guess how short in cash I am....$1. So I guess it is the long line for me. I wait in this endless line knowing that I need to get back because I have some job stuff and some moving stuff to accomplish for the day. I wait in line.....and I wait in line...and I wait in line. Eventually as my turn is about to come up, I listen as a lady a few people in front of me goes to order commemorative stamps. She is offered some choices, one of which connects with a job that I am interviewing for. Again, I will leave names out until I hear something, but being the superstitious person that I am, I knew I wanted those stamps. It was my turn and based on the flow I was going to get the counter person who had the stamps! The person she was currently with was finishing up, I was next in line, I was going to get the stamps, all would be set right again, and then she put up a "Register Closed: Next Teller Please" sign and goes to lunch(?). I proceed to the next teller and ask for the commemorative stamps, but he does not have the ones I was hoping for. I ask if he can get me the one the lady has, but I am told that he can only sell me what is in his drawer. I ask if he could switch out with the lady's drawer and I am told a "Nope, we can't do that." Great! Now I have Forever Bell Stamps. At least those will be good when the price goes up again.

I return home, and know that I need to accomplish some moving stuff. Since Mel will be coming out in about a month or so, it is now time that I need to finalize the moving of furniture. I call the moving company we have decided to use and am told that my representative has just left for home as she had an early day and that she could get back to me on Monday! Thank you long Post Office line, and thank you Forever Bell Stamps!!

The remainder of the afternoon was pretty uneventful. Some job stuff, watched a movie via Netflix. As night rolled around I had in mind that I would head out to the local coffee shop, read for a little bit and then return to make dinner and finish the night. Not wanting to drink coffee on an empty stomach and deciding that it would be nicer to end the night on some coffee, I made dinner first. After finishing dinner, I cleaned up, washed the dishes, took out the trash and was really looking forward to ending the evening at the coffee house. As I go to the door, my phone rings and I enter into a ridiculously long, and tiring conversation. As I hang up the phone, I look at my watch and notice that the coffee house will close in 15 minutes. And there you go.......

Now to just make this ranting post even more perfect, I finish with the greatest piece of irony I have seen in recent memory and one surely placed forth by Mr. Murphy himself. Everyday I try my best to read from a daily devotional book. I had not yet read from today's reflection at the point just written about and after feeling so defeated from all of the missed opportunities, I felt that this would be the perfect time to recenter. I flip through the book, find today's passage and read:

"I'll believe if I get a sign, people say. We'd be better to say something like I'll know when I get a sign."

So there you have it a day full of signs. For what, I don't know. I just know that I probably don't want to be around when it happens. Murphy you may have won this one, but I still have next week!!!!!

Till next time.....I will blog with you later.