The calamity vacation is over. My kentucky fried chest is only pink now and it only hurts right around the front of my underarm area. Thank goodness for the sun blobking shirt, with out that I would have been a disaster. My ankle is less swollen, but still swollen, less throbbing but still a bit throbby, and unfortunately still not right, so I'll have to see the chiro this week. I doubt I'll be doing the mothers day 5k. If I discuss the abandoned/stolen camera I still cry, so obviously that is still weighing heavily on me with all the lost pictures and it's deeper implications than a simple careless mistake.
Our plane was delayed a half of an hour today because we sat at the gate waiting for 32 people who were late for the flight. I was pissed. My family of 5 managed to get to the airport on time. I said "They better be on crutches and bleeding" and the guy on the other side of my aisle thought I was hilarious. I got a bit car sick on the ride to the airport when I had to sit sideways in a limo we shared with my folks. I felt worse on the plane. I kept looking out of the window because I was sure the plane was moving except the plane wasn't ging anywhere, it was my all in my head/stomach. There was a bright spot in the flight when they announced the movie for the day was Dreamgirls (except I couldn't sing out loud) and I had a moment when half way through the movie Josh requested I switch seats with the husband in order to sit next to him and I said NO because I watching a movie.
I think I will definitely take that cover up back to the store with the security sensor (yes, I kept it) and show them the hole I had to cut in the side of the cover up and make the store give me my money back. I'll let you know how it goes on that one. Now that some creep has stolen something from me, I don't feel like letting anything slide.
Normally I believe in the goodness in all of us, but today I wonder how many thieves are all around me. I kept looking at every one else's camera to see if it was the same model as my stolen one. Like maybe I could grab it and start going through the photos on it to find my own. I hope the thief of my camera goes to hell.
I just want to melt into my most comfortable bed, with my just right firmness pillow and my fitted sheets that stay in place, and my cozy comforter that isn't too light or too heavy or scratchy. I just wish I had the same block out curtains that they have in a hotel. I'd like to pretend that morning isn't coming as soon as it is.
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