It was one of THOSE days...

Have you ever had one of THOSE days?  I am sure you have which comforts me to know that I am not alone.  It wasn't even that it was a dreadful day, it is just that in the matter of 20 minutes, well, things digressed at such a rapid rate.

You should now that my day began at 3:40 a.m. because my feline decided to meow which woke-up our house guest Bailey (a dachshund).  Bailey, in turn, started whining.  I presume out of sheer boredom...but since it was 20 minutes to 4 and I live in Rockford, I was not about to take him out for a stroll.  Sorry Bailey!

I was unable to fall back to sleep so I laid in bed counting the minutes until 5:30.

Knowing full well that my sleep had been compromised, I prayed for those interruptions that would come my way.  I prayed for grace. 

Seventeen months ago when I moved in to my apartment, I was promised a revamped balcony.  The paint was peeling  (and it still is).  For the past 4 months, I have been inquiring about my balcony. 

Yesterday I decided - it is July 2nd.  I have asked atleast 6 times about my balcony.  Maybe I should just paint it myself...so I emailed the leasing office and inquired about their paint rules and regulations.  (They have rules about everything..as they should with 200 units.)

The leasing office promptly emailed me back that indeed my balcony was going to get painted this summer and oh by the way, I WAS IN LEASE VIOLATION BECAUSE THERE WAS A DOG IN MY APARTMENT.  I have never been a lease violator so this was a new low.  I recalled all the rules and fees hidden in my lease agreement and promptly vowed to remove said barks-a-lot from my apartment.

In the meantime, my desk phone rings and I notice the caller idea says my boss's name.  I pick-up and I am on speakerphone.  I am suddenly answering 14 gazillion questions about huge document that NEWS FLASH!!!!!!! I was told could be done at the end of summer.   Summer has just begun.  When I frantically searched through the online server, I discovered no folder and no template.  Nada.  Panicking, I, then, hear my boss say, "This must go out next week."

Ok so this document is not just something that I can copy or even save as.  It has to be bound.  It is several hundred pages.

After hang-up the phone, I receive a text asking me to runan errand for a volunteer committee that I am on.

I numbly walked to my co-worker's office and said that I was going on break.  I walked outside and sat in the smokers' shelter.  No one was out there lighting up.  I sat there and cried and prayed.  I contemplated the worse case scenario about my dog in the apartment situation.  Would they kick me out? Where will I go?  I am not tan enough for prison orange.

Then the document....thanks for ruining my 3-day holiday...which is soooo the big guy.  He prides himself in making people think about sewer over the weekend.  It is a sick game.. .and sadly, one that I bought hook-line-and-sinker.  SICK!

The committee...  This was the easiest. I proceeded to text back my falling aoart status and NO, I could not run this errand.

I then emailedmy landlord my deepest apologies and promised to remove the dog when I got off work.

The document...this has to be Board-approved.  The moment I realized this it was as if a light shone down from Heaven and the Hallelujah chorus wafted through the breeze.  It was beautiful.

Everything worked out in the end...and there were moments when I failed without grace...but I was reminded that God was in control.

And because it was one of those days...at 10 p.m. when I was trying to be a blessing and hurry out the door with too many things in my hand, I dropped my favorite water bottle and it broke into a gazillion pieces.  Perfect.