A New Day


Today is a new day. A new day for things to go right instead of wrong. A new day for a new attitude.

At least that’s what I’ll be reminding myself today – repeatedly.

I had a Monday where if something could happen, it seemed to happen.  And few things went well.

G drove the VW bus to school yesterday. A huge milestone for him given the distance – the uphill drive, etc.  He got the girls all loaded up and drove off.  As I stood on the porch watching them, I thought “where’s my cordless drill?”

Late the night before, we had finished the minor tweaks on the jeep soft top installation, and the tools and drill were put up on the porch like they have been for the last couple of weeks.  We don’t have a garage, so things get stored on our porch.

Since the corded drill was still there, I wondered if it got brought into the house.  Hmm..

“I wonder if he took his toolbox with him?” as I noticed it was also missing.

No, he didn’t.

It got stolen along with the cordless drill.


While I was confirming that G did not have it, I heard banging outside.  I opened the door to investigate to find someone trying to snag the hard top doors as scrap.  I yelled at them, and they ran away.

The fifth time in 3hrs, I hit my limit. Especially since they had 2 of the 4 doors in their car already. I scared the shit out of them as I come storming out of the house yelling “what the fuck are you doing??”  There were apologies, returning of the doors, and hurrying off.

I was pissed, so I lugged the heavy fucking doors to a place where no one can see them from the street.  Then I wondered if the huge metal hard top was going to disappear next. It’s huge and by the fence at the top of my driveway.  Might have to find a place to move it given how bad people are being right now.

I went to the bank yesterday to deal with some bank related brownie stuff.  No big deal…..or it shouldn’t have been. They were busy, so I waited – forever.  Forever just to have everything go wrong. I had to reach out to the treasurer of the troops who basically then belittled me by saying I did it wrong.  Uhm, no….the bank was pretty clear I had my ducks in a row.  Had nothing to do with me.  It was the organization.  So now I have to go deal with it again and will have the same result.

By this time, it is 12:30pm. Because of the bank debacle, I was scrambling. I had the last brownie meeting of the year.  I was not going to be able to do what I had planned. Now I was going to have to punt.  13 little girls – and me – and punting.  I suck. Or at least that’s how I felt. I felt disorganized and just that I sucked.

Dye and eight year olds was probably a bad combination that I should have seen.  We tie dyed tshirts. A fun activity – and a VERY messy one.  I managed to keep the dye on the kids rather than their clothes.  And the two kids who did get the dye on their clothes, their parents were like “whatever”.  They had fun, I stressed out, and it was all done.

I got back home to wait for Domenico to drop off an IP camera he was loaning me for the front of the house. He arrived, handed me the camera, and was walking out to his truck when G called. The VW bus died close by. He was freaking.  We drove over to it – discovered the battery was dead for some reason – and they got it jumped and home.  A quick discussion between the guys in terms of what could be happening, and Domenico headed out.

G was stressed. He was all over the place in terms of what to do next. By this time, it’s 6pm. I’m hungry. The girls are hungry. And he’s ready to go work on the bus for an hour before heading to his VW meeting.  Oh, and I had work I had to get done for, well, work.  I finally said we are going to the VW meeting now so that I can get my work done, and he can step away from the stress.

While I’m working, I started getting pinged by a friend.  She was checking in with me – and making me laugh as I was working.  TL and I chatted for the first time in too long (we both agreed) and had a great talk while we both worked.

I did not realize how stressed I was until I was exhaling.  As I told Domenico earlier – I was annoying myself with my annoyance with everything.  Not a good place to be mentally.  But sitting there, listening to my music, working on some work stuff, and chatting with people I haven’t for a while – it was good.

So today will hopefully be a better day.  Today will be a great day.  I won’t have the issues I had yesterday. I’m going to let those go as there will inevitably be new issues today.  Or at least that is what I will remind myself as today goes on.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. DCHY says:

    Letting go of that hot coal…that’s good to hear. My wife keeps storing things on our front porch. That’s definitely asking to be stolen. 😉

  2. Hubman says:

    I hope today turned out better than yesterday! What was one of the things you posted yesterday, “Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today”?

  3. Osbasso says:

    Well, was it?

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