This is the day I am having.

Published by Laya under Re:Definition of Self on September 12, 2008

It isn’t even half over, and already it’s been One Of Those Days.  You know the ones.

The plumbing in my apartment decided to pick this morning to act up.  I ran late for work.  The bus was so crowded I had to stand at the very front and get off any time someone needed to get out the front door.  Once I got to move farther back, there was a man who didn’t look crazy, but who mumbled and muttered, occasionally punctuating his reverie with a sucker punch of profanity that made those of us around him look at each other with classic ‘WTF?’ expressions.

*sigh*

I was late to a conference call that both my boss and his boss were on, all because my work computer takes fifteen minutes to boot up, and I couldn’t get access to my Outlook to get the conference number.

*sigh*

I went downstairs to get a soda (since I hadn’t had time for breakfast), only to discover I had a twenty-dollar bill, a dollar, a quarter, a nickel, and four pennies.  Sodas are $1.35.

*sigh*

I decided I really needed the caffeine, so I went up the block to get my soda.  Now, if you don’t know me, you should know that Dr. Pepper is my soda of choice.  I’ll drink other things, but this morning I wanted my Pepper.  I get to the store, and lo and behold: no Dr. Pepper’s.

*sigh*

I went to the sandwich shop next door, and since a) it was already past 11, and b) I have a “team building” activity at 2:30 that will take the rest of the afternoon, so c) going out for lunch is rapidly becoming a non-option, I bought a chicken salad sub in addition to my 24 oz. bought-from-a-warehouse-club-and-not-technically-for-individual-sale Dr. Pepper.

*sigh*

And on the way back to my desk, a thought floated through my head…This is the day I am having….and…I felt a little better.  To me, it means that this is just a day, and these are just a collection of events.  I can dwell on them and on how “badly” my day is going, or I can acknowledge, accept, and advance. (Thank you, thesaurus!)  Glomming onto circumstances - even good ones - is a recipe for disaster.

I got back to my desk, popped open my Pepper (aaaaaaah!), and unwrapped my sandwich…and it kind of sucks, from the salty chicken salad to the stingy slice of lifeless tomato to the under-ripe avocado with a piece of rind still attached.  But you know what? This is the day I am having.  And it’ll be alright in the end.

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P.S.: After writing this and leaving it to marinate, what started as a twitter request for new jazz and classical music has turned into a kick ass idea.  Something that I think will bring me and other a lot of others joy, fellowship, and best of all, good music!  And this is the day I am having.  :D