I think the best part of a horrible day is that it puts everything else in perspective. And if nothing else, tomorrow is very likely going to turn out better than today. So even if it's a below average day, it's still going to be a big improvement on today and therefore feel like an awesome day.
I should have known today was going to suck when I woke out of a dream of being in a plane crash (literally shivering cold because I'd forgotten to turn the heat on last night). The dream - strike that - nightmare - shook me up for a few minutes, especially since I'm flying tomorrow, on a little plane, right before (hopefully before) a Nor'easter hits Philadelphia. But the day quickly turned much worse. I had slept in, to recover from my first indoor soccer game of the season, so I was running late for work. I checked my Blackberry before heading out the door to discover that I had a voice mail from my boss, which I quickly realized was in response to an angry email from one of my nicest and favorite client contacts. She had apparently thought we were going to send her several deliverables the night before or first thing this morning. Somewhere this expectation got lost in translation, but it meant I spent the day incredibly stressed, rushing to get her things as quickly as possible. I never got around to breakfast, and barely had a chance to scarf down some cheap Chinese. And in the rush of the day, I never had time to mail something I'd sold on eBay that I had promised I would mail within two days of payment - two days ended today, of course. But that was small fry all things considered.
Then, when the day was finally winding down, I got a strange call from a friend. He told me that a lady friend of ours thought that I hadn't gotten the message that she wasn't interested in me. I'm not exactly sure what was said between them, but apparently I've made her uncomfortable or come on too strong or something. This struck me as quite odd and frustrating since I had just been trying to be friendly. I can see in retrospect how a couple texts I sent may have come off wrong, but as my friend put it, "I can't see you ever coming on too strong." I really liked hanging out with this girl, but I wasn't particularly romantically inclined. I suppose now unfortunately things will be weird for a while. This would naturally be the same girl who called me around midnight a couple Saturdays ago to drive her to the grocery store in order to get ingredients for the communion bread, which needed to be baked for the next day's service. I know - I'm as puzzled as you are. I make her uncomfortable, but she calls me to drive her to a sketchy grocery store in South Philly in the middle of the night? I mean, I was happy to do it - I just can't make sense of it all. But then, not much made sense today.
Tomorrow is going to be a good day; I am convinced it will be better than today. Thank God for the good days, or at least the less than awful days.
Then again, if I die in a fiery plane crash tomorrow, it will probably be a worse day than today. I just want everyone to know this. I love y'all, and I'll drive any one of you to the grocery store in the middle of the night if you really need it.
And now I need to do some work. And then I need to pack...
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