I shared on my personal Facebook the other day about the day I was having, with witty sarcastic aside at the end. Falling over, double paying accounts and burning of my tongue. Same old, same old. Only then to head to the supermarket with no wallet and avoid a car accident on the way home to retrieve it. What can I say. Some days when you are on a roll, you are on a roll.
Too bad the roll sucks.
That’s when it time to turn the tables on the roll. Roll it back the other way or something. So with determination {and the promise of booze in my future} I turned that afternoon around. Scored a major deal on groceries I didn’t have to steal because I forgot my monies and even ticked a bunch of items off the Christmas list.
That night I ate a wonderful dinner, watched a movie with Hubby, ticked a few more Christmas items off lists {I DO love online shopping, you’ve got on board with that, right!?} and I enjoyed the new roll. The “let the good times roll” roll. Though now I have come to realise that it’s more of an ebb and a flow, to stick with the old school analogies for this one. Good times come and go.
Though to be honest, sometimes the annoying stuff, the bad luck and clumsiness makes for better stories. And what’s the point of tripping over your lounge room mat and face-planting if there’s no one to share it with? Thank goodness for the interwebs. Thank goodness for random posts that don’t make sense but that centre around me being a clutz most of the time.
Thank goodness for that.
Hi! I’m Melissa Walker Horn. Around here, they call me Suger. I’m the Chief Blogger and doer of all the things here at Suger Coat It. Blogging since 1901; I love a casual ootd, taking photos, and writing about things that irk or inspire me. I love wine and cheese, long days at the beach and spending time with my family. I make stuff for the internet over at Chalkboard Digital. You know, living the sweet life.
The other day at work I was delivering 2 beers to some customers, and spilled the second one all over the table, and his wallet. CRINGE!
Didn’t touch any open drinks for the rest of the day cause I was terrified of doing it again!
Oh whoops! And I hear YOU, when you are on a roll like that, sometimes the best and only thing you can do is step back so you don’t take anyone else out with you. HAHA.
That is why I choose real life over fiction any day as you can not dream up stuff that happens in the real world.
You really can’t. A girlfriend of mine wrote a short stories for her creative writing degree/class thingy based on our friend who committed suicide. The lecturer said it was unrealistic and unbelievable. We were like, errr dude THAT HAPPENED. The truth sure is stranger than fiction.