One of Those Days

Do you ever have one?  One of those days, I mean.  Today was one of them for me.  

It started out okay even though we had to get up earlier than we usually do and found that it was as gray and dismal as expected.  But we rallied and tore out of the house so D could rent a car (it's the weekend of the big bonsai show so he needs his own wheels), and after dropping him off, I could go get blood drawn.  Now that's not a horrible event to me but having to do anything without coffee or at least having coffee near-to-hand seems completely unnecessary.  Minor issue but still an issue.

After stopping at Starbucks (yes, I'm one of those coffee people), I returned home in order to help D get everything ready and in the rental car.  When he had departed, I found the address for the local SAS (San Antonio Shoes) store and scurried off to buy two pairs of shoes - one dressy, one everyday but both black (why make it too complicated? colors can come later) for our next trip.  The store is in Latham which I rarely visit, but nonetheless I was able to find it.  As an aside, here's why I went there.  SAS is a company that not only makes all its shoes here in the U.S.; it also purchases ALL its shoe leather from - wait for it - GLOVERSVILLE!!! I kid you not!  It doesn't guarantee you'll find what you want, but it certainly makes me try hard to find what I want.  Fortunately, comfort is more important to me than style (not their strong point), and I bought a pair of everyday shoes that are pure bliss. There's no other word.  They are the most comfortable things that I've ever had on my feet.  The only downside was that they didn't have a dress shoe for me.  Bummer.

Went to Fresh Market (a new experience), bought too much, and came home in time for the rain.  Just when I had to go next door to take care of the mail and cat for a neighbor who is away.  Naturally.  Then home for lunch when daughter called.  

She's having an Alexander's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, so I had to spend quite a bit of time listening and helping (as much as I could which wasn't much).  We were interrupted I swear 17 times which meant that 16 times either she or I had to call back.  You can imagine how much I got done by the time all was "said and done".  Right.

Still pouring.  Didn't feel like sewing so I thought I'd go up and do some drawing of the figures for the Savannah painting.  It was 4:45.  P.M.  Could I have done it no matter what time it was?  Of course.  But my "oomph" had flattened out entirely.

So I sat down and read Dissolution by C.J. Sansom.  It's the first of the Shardlake series which if this one is any indicator is a good series of mysteries set in Tudor England.  

Basically, it was one of those days.