Spoke too soon
Well I thought I had found my daily rhythm but last night’s thunderstorm seems to have jangled up things. This morning as I was stepping into the shower, I ended up stepping into a toilet overflowing and then spent the better part of the morning plunging my way out of the shit show that was threatening my day.
Finally, showered, we raced to La Boulangerie to get pastries for the Open House at Tin’s school, and we double parked to grab the pastries when unbeknownst to us Dominique wanted to show Tin the bread making machine and we were delayed by him and a line we weren’t anticipating. So that when we came out two elderly couples began cursing me out for blocking them and all I could say was, “I’m sorry,” but that wasn’t good enough so they continued to rant and rave about how rude I am and finally, I said, “Look, I said, I’m sorry, I don’t need a lecture from the likes of you.” To which the elderly man made as if he was going to get out the car and, and, and, what? Beat me? I just looked at him and shook my head.
My horoscope:
February 23, 2013
Taurus (4/20-5/20)
No matter how cute you think someone is today, their personality will put you off. Arrogance, after all, is a very ugly accessory. There is no need to tolerate a rude person, no matter how attractive they are or how powerful they may be. If someone displays an attitude of undue superiority, feel free to give them a piece of your mind. Taking them down a peg or two will feel good, and will earn you a lot of respect from someone who’s been admiring your style for quite a while.
I arrived at the Open House to learn that I am going to be in North Carolina presenting a seminar on how to do Outreach and then wearily came home to find the enormous bill from the legalities that took place in my life over the last month – this sent me into a deep dark mood.
So tonight was stay in night – we made pasta pesto, I drank the rest of the Oroppas I had opened last night, and we read eight books and now we are all going to bed.
Tomorrow begins my new sweet rhythm, today is being thrown in crumbs to the squirrels.