So…I park my new-to-me car and go into the grocery store to pick up something for dinner and while I’m waiting to get all my stuff, a man comes up next to me and starts a conversation. He asks me if I have ever eaten the chinese food there, commented on what I had ordered from the Deli and asked what kind of food I liked, all while standing a little too close. It was strange since it seemed like he was trying to pick me up. I was a little flustered and muttered something after a few minutes of this and quickly grabbed my items and went to the checkout lane. Once I got outside, I breathed a sigh of relief. Then I saw it… parked right next to my tiny car was a huge truck with a camper shell on it. There was barely room to get between the cars not to mention trying to open a door and actually get it. The owner of the truck was standing with his door open and seemed to be looking for something. After a crappy day at work, the weird guy in the store and now this, I lost it. I stormed over to the man and put my hand on my hip and said “Did you really have to park so close to my car? There isn’t room on either side for this big truck to be parked here. What is wrong with you?”. As I was ranting, I happened to look down at my car and started feeling as if something was wrong. Oh crap, where was my paper license plate, why did this car have a real license plate. Then it dawned on me, that’s not my car! It’s not even a Ford! Oh really big crap. So, totally embarrassed, I turned around, walked over to my car as gracefully as I could, (which was directly behind me), got in, turned on the engine and backed out of the spot without a look at the guy and left.

Yep, it’s official. I have become just another crackpot in a parking lot.

Today I saw a man get intensely irate at another patron of the fine eating establishment that he was visiting. I can only assume that he had such a dire emergency situation, that wasn’t apparent to the casual viewer, that he was totally in the right to be exhibiting such behavior. Obviously, he was a very important person who should not be detained from what he needs or wants to do and the offending patron didn’t recognize that. I was afraid that the situation was going to come to blows, or worse, as I watched from my car in the drive-thru lane of McDonalds as the offending patron cut in line in front of the important man. Lord only know what the ramifications were when that important man was pulled off his task for the extra 1.7 minutes that it took the other driver to collect their delicious lunch and drive off. I can only wonder what the future holds now because of that break in the time continuum cycle.

Positive thoughts are great and even better when they show up unexpectedly.  My friend told me about a movement to put post-it notes up with positive messages on them and we have started doing the same at work, incognito. It’s only been a couple of days but I have heard several people mention them and they all were just a little bit delighted to have found them. If such a simple thing can brighten a person’s day, just think of the wonders you could achieve if you really reached out to people to help them get through whatever issues they might be having.

Really, really wet diaper, wet blankets, didn’t want to be changed, didn’t like the McStuffin diaper, had to have the princess one, wanted crackers, wanted chocolate milk, then wanted juice, then wanted the pink wet blanket, wasn’t happy with the placement of the crackers, or the bottle, or the juice cup, had to have the train while I was changing and dressing her, didn’t want to brush her teeth, then she did, wasn’t happy about the hair brushing, REALLY, REALLY didn’t want to get into the car seat, screamed crazily the whole time I was buckling her in, needed the chocolate milk, didn’t want the chocolate milk, not happy how the seat belt was on (after she twisted it so much it was all tight), wasn’t happy about getting out of the car seat, didn’t want to walk into day care, demanded to walk, didn’t want to go into the room, didn’t want to have me leave, waved bye-bye, smiled and ran out to the playground. And that’s how my day began.