My day today started with me splitting my pants. OK they were a couple years old and all but splitting your pants is never a good way to begin. Even less so when it's a high point.
After changing my pants I went to the dog park with Jezebel and Scarlett. Scarlett was being really weird (even for her) pulling towards the wall instead of towards the interior of the park, so I kept her on the leash, made her sit for a few seconds to make sure she knew I was in charge, and then let her off leash - at which point she looked at me, cocked her head to the right and promptly bolted for the exit, went over the wall, ran across a busy street and disappeared back towards our house. While I was screaming, "No, Scarlett! Scarlett get back here!" and "Scarlett, stay!!!!!" over and over again at her. I had to round Jezzie up, put her on the leash, run back towards our house and call P all at once which worked about as well as you'd expect. My phone ended up slightly damp from a brief sojourn in a puddle. but worked just fine. Got a hold of P, explained the dog was running hell bent for leather towards home, grab her if she got there. but I still didn't know where she was going or why, when one of the super nice landscaper guys down the street started yelling to me, "Aqui!"
Found the stupid dog with a face full of frosting. Pink, green and blue sugar splotches all over her muzzle and doggie eyebrows. Yes she'd endangered her life, running across a really busy street to dig through garbage to eat cake she'd smelled from across the street on our walk to the park!!!!! Resumed breathing, called P back to say I had her. Again, not the low point.
Got home to find boy got a really shitty grade in Bio. Turns out it was from early October but the teacher is just getting around to posting them now. Yes, despite promising better communication. Trying to figure out how the hell he's going to pass this quarter. Yet still not my low for the day. Why do you ask?
Gave up on anything going right and decided to get ahead on some holiday shopping Since Lord & Taylor had all kinds of coupons out I figured there would be lots on sale. Nope, nothing but summer clothes. Total strike-out. Couldn't even buy a lipstick. Still other than a waste of gas, not a bad spot in my day.
Got home and got into a facebook fight with an old friend about the Boy Scouts being a discriminatory organization (it's not just me - New York State says they can't meet in public schools because they are a discriminatory organization!!!!) over their ban on gays and non-theists. We've been friends since we were thirteen years old. And I believed we would be friends forever. Friends from first periods to well past menopause. I guess I was wrong. Or she knows she is, but can't admit it. (I'm not saying you can't choose to have your kids belong to a discriminatory organization - just that you can't deny that you're part of one when you are.)
That was my low point. Giving up someone who was in my wedding. Giving up someone who's wedding I was in. And no, as you can probably tell, this isn't the first time she's told me good-bye. The last time lasted almost two years. But this time I told her not to tell me we aren't friends and expect to come back. I walked on eggshells for a year so she could feel comfortable with me again. Enough.
Meanwhile Halloween was just last Sunday - and Thanksgiving is next week already. Stupid hurricane took two weeks out of my life. Every one around me is scrambling through this truncated season. I'm just hoping tomorrow is a better day. For me and my Scarlett.
I blame it all on the eclipse in Australia. It's as good a reason as any for this terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.*
(*with apologies and admiration to Judith Viorst)