If murphy had a diary

Heard of murphy's law? I lived it today...

Allergies were so bad last night I couldn't sleep. Spent the time I should've been sleeping writing my garage sale list.

Got up early to go to garage sales about 20 miles away. I was so tired.

I love our dog but he's a naughty boy. Lately he's been playing head games when we try to kennel him on the occasions he can't go with us. I'm part of the problem because his antics are soooo cute that he knows he can get by with stuff (yes, I know I'm the problem). Took me awhile to get him in there. I must make the effort to work on my stern tone and poker face...

Gathered my stuff up and went to the car. Forgot something and had to go back in. I was so tired I wanted to stay in there, but the potential for bargains was too strong, so off I went.

Every one of the over 30 sales I wrote down was...a dud. All of 'em. Not only did they have nothing that interested me (except one thing which I'll talk about later), they all seemed to want to retire off their garage sales. Good grief.

Ok, I figured I'd make the best of it and go eat something good. I tried to get a personal pan pizza and a water. They wanted twice as much in that town as the one I bought yesterday in a different town. Not happening. So I went to a restaurant I used to go to and really liked. Everything has changed and the food sucked. I paid a few more dollars for that than I would've paid for the pizza. The service was bad as well. The waitress tended to the tables all around me and neglected me. Awesome.

Arrived home. Got a new garbage collector a couple days ago. When I arrived home, the garbage was still there. Called them and they said they'd call me right back. Didn't happen. Still have the garbage.

A few hours after returning home from garage saling, I had to go to a town a few miles away to attempt to give a couple of tents to an organization that helps homeless folks. The tents are the only good thing I got from the garage sales, and they aren't even for me lol! So, turns out the organization now has a new location...that I couldn't find. I really believe the lady in my gps had been hitting the sauce, because she was literally all over the map, making me go in circles and in different directions. Had another errand and inquired there to see if they knew where that place had moved. Nope. Made a few fruitless calls...came up with zero. I still have the tents.

I hope the fact that I still have the @#$% tents isn't some kind of omen, like maybe we may need them...gulp

Then, this afternoon, I screwed up and violated the forum rules on permies. I edited my post. All seems ok...for now...

So, how was your day??? Lol!

Life plays practical jokes on us all. Some days, all you can do is laugh or cry. Glad you decided to laugh.

But a perfect bad day makes for better stories than a perfect good day.  I sometimes raise my hands to the sky and say "Really!? You have got to be frickin' kidding me!" And people really want to hear tales of your perfect bad day.

"Some days it just don't pay to get out of bed." - Foghorn Leghorn

Hi M, I hope today is better.  If we don't have bad days, how would we know what a good one is?  I like Denzel Washingtons way of thinking, he says "when you fall, fall forward so you can see where you're going." and "if you don't fail you're not even trying".

Douglas Alpenstock wrote:Life plays practical jokes on us all. Some days, all you can do is laugh or cry. Glad you decided to laugh.

But a perfect bad day makes for better stories than a perfect good day.  I sometimes raise my hands to the sky and say "Really!? You have got to be frickin' kidding me!" And people really want to hear tales of your perfect bad day.

"Some days it just don't pay to get out of bed." - Foghorn Leghorn

Yes, people love to hear these kinds of stories. I've had quite a few murphy days and have made people's days telling them about them. Might as well have some fun with it, right? Life's too short not to laugh.

Forgot to add to my original post that, twice in a very short time, my gps took me through a narrow (we're talking NARROW) alley. There were two toddlers outside playing in the alley by the doorway of a building. I could've reached out and touched them, I was that close. Anyway, I was apprehensive that somebody might think I was up to no good, going down that alley twice. The second time I went that way, two adults were out there giving me the eye. I just *knew* the cops were gonna show up lol!  On a serious note, there have been attempted child abductions in the area within the past couple of years.

I could just picture myself being hauled to the cop shop, being questioned about going down that alley multiple times.

What could I say?? I'm sorry, officer, but the gps lady's been drinking (aka she made me do that). The tents? I swear, officer, I was trying to give them to the homeless people. Wouldn't have looked good, folks...

Christopher Shepherd wrote:Hi M, I hope today is better.  If we don't have bad days, how would we know what a good one is?  I like Denzel Washingtons way of thinking, he says "when you fall, fall forward so you can see where you're going." and "if you don't fail you're not even trying".

I'd rather take my chances by having good days and not knowing what bad days are like. I actually went through a period of time when I had murphy days almost every day of the month, multiple months at a time. It's funny most of the time, but I admit I cried a few times because things were really, really bad.

I believe Denzil is correct. Nobody's perfect and we all make mistakes. If you fail, you've simply identified a way that doesn't work. Now, if I can just remember all the ways I've found that don't work, so I don't repeat 'em...

During my murphy stretch, there were also many laughs. Many. One incident involved a freakin wild goose. In town. On my porch. Oh good grief! This crap could only happen to this girl!