The only thing good……
The only thing good about when something bad happens in my life, is that it makes for interesting blog material. At this point, it is all a comedy of errors, so I need to just laugh. Atleast that is my attitude today. Laugh one day, cry the next but full of emotion. That is me. My therapist say’ I am histrionic personality. So no major disorder, Thanks to God.
Okay one story for today before I am late for yet another appointment.
When it rains it pours and I have the puddles to prove it. Yesterday in the mail I got a fricken collection agency from a talking on the phone ticket that is astronomical. I never even got a notice in the mail. They tell me it is a courtesy. Hmm. Some courtesy, That I can do without. So today I have my brother on speaker phone and we are talking about bidding on a house. I could not hear him and then turned up volume really loud and answered another call, dealing with the same situation. My phone was so loud, that I did not even hear he policeman following me for a while. OHG. You should have seen the look on his face when I noticed him. I thought he was going to shoot me. Luckily I humored him with all of my life circumstances and he did not give me a ticket for all but one problem and me glass half full girl, was greatful. So nobody call me and or if I am dumb enough to call you, while driving, hang up on me! I told the cop that I would see him on Skid Row, next month. Ha. He smiled but geeze, should have worn my hot Moms lowcut top.
One quick sweet story. My friend Julie told me about a handicapped speaker that touched her life. In thinking that I went over to this handicapped guy the other night at a restaurant. I was nervous at first. By handicap I mean no arms and half legs. Well I don’t mean to float my boat or make something I did or someone else about me but I can’t help it. I made his day. He was so nice, So kind, and so appreciative of me coming up to talk to him. He was a very interesting person and I saw from him eyes what it s like to be judged and stared at. Anyways, it was a very interesting moment, as my other two friends, hoped in their Ferrari, and sped off to go somewhere in their private jet. Talk about an oxymoron, or contradiction. ha