Repossession

I have made a new goal for myself that at the end of the day I am able to look at the glass and see it as half full instead of half empty. However today was a toughie and I am only on day one of my new attitude towards my economic crisis.

I left for work this morning and decided to bring my dog along with me to cheer me up through the day. We have a dog friendly office and I had not brought him with me for about a week. I was running very low on gas, these days I can’t remember the last time I filled up my entire tank, if you remember I am in my very own economic crisis. These days I only put in enough money to get from point A to point B. Well I definitely needed gas this morning and I had four dollars in hand ready to put in the tank. The gas station was right around the corner from where I live I was pretty sure I would make it.

I thought wrong, I pull up to the traffic light and my car decided it did not want to go any further. In a panic my mind goes blank as I am looking for the hazard lights and in true blonde fashion I cannot find them. They happen to be the biggest red button right in front of my eyes however that is what I call hindsight. I open the door and wave all the cars to go around. Picking up the phone to call my fiancé who was still home, I was only a few miles from my house.

No answer …..I had a few choice expletives mumbled and growing ill will at why no one was picking up the phone. To make matters worse my dog, he is a cavalier spaniel, and considering his size I imagine his brain is the size of a pea. If my dog were human I envision he would be the equivalent of the character Joey from friends. He is cute to look at, happy as long as he gets food, and love, and there is not much going on in the upstairs department. Long story short I did not bring a leash with me for him.

Ok…I should get out and walk home is what I was thinking; however I can’t leave my dog in the car. I was not sure how this was going to work. He is a small to medium size dog, however remember how I made the friends reference, he loves to eat so he has a few extra pounds on him which does not make the option to carry him very appealing.

So I open the door let my dog out and walk to the grassy median. I leave my car with no hazard lights on in the middle of the road. Cars are going by making a few choice hand gestures at the abandoned car. My dog with his pea brain thinks it is completely ok to wonder in the middle of the road. Then to top it off, as I am yelling at him to get out of the road, he gets scared and thinks he is in trouble and is running away from me instead of towards me. So for the love of my dog I jump into the middle of traffic to save his little pea brain.

I got a good vocabulary lesson and a good lesson in human nature. The lesson is that what people will say in front of children when road rage takes over is pretty remarkable. I make a mental note to remember that the next time my sister gets on my nerves about proper behavior in front of kids. Suggest a coffee and Trigger her road rage for an I told you so moment.

So now I got my dog who is supposed to weigh 10-20 pounds who in actuality more like 35-40 lbs. in my arms. Walking down the median, all of a sudden it did not feel so close to home. Try my phone one more time, no answer, my thoughts I will censure.

After what seemed like close to an hour although only a few minutes had gone by a car stopped and asked if I needed help. There are certain things that always stick with you since you were a child, “Never talk to Strangers”, and “Never get in the car with somebody you don’t know.” Well this lady seemed nice, and I did have my dog with me, however all the latest CSI I have watched it is always the nice normal looking ones who mean you harm. I think it over for a split second and decide I will take my chances. At this point I either get a ride home or it will lead to my untimely demise. At this point I would welcome either one.

I get home and it seems my fiancé was in the shower. I am still annoyed I mean how he can be taking a shower at the exact moment I needed him is beyond me. I guess we haven’t formed the psychic bond yet (who says women are not reasonable?) I make a mental note to be mad at him for at least 24 hours. I mean I could have been killed!

I get my car, get gas, and get to work. The rest of the day goes by without much occurrence. Then 5 o’clock runs around and I leave to go home. There seems to be a problem. My car is gone. No it was not stolen; I may be a little behind on the car payments. As you know I am in my very own economic crisis. So this was not a complete revelation. Oh….did I mention it was raining, I am standing out in the pouring rain at the end of a long day with no way to get home. I know a little dramatic, it really was raining and skies were grey!

I march back inside and call my fiancé and tell him he has to pick me up. I get home an hour later than usual and am sitting here staring at the glass. I need to program my mind to see it as half full not half empty. This is tough I mean did you hear about my day, I want to give in to my pessimism that glass sure looks half empty to me. I bet if I fill it with a nice brandy I could see it as half full. Brandy is only supposed to be a third of the glass so that would really be positive.

……………………………………..I got it That stupid car left me stranded in the middle of an intersection and it almost got my dog killed. The car had to be an omen. And now I don’t have to talk to the lease company about those pesky miles I went over, or the dent in my bumper. Getting the car repossessed was a piece of good fortune. Goal for today has been met I see the glass is half full. I will leave figuring out how to get to work in the morning for tomorrow, as I said one day at a time.

For today the glass is half full!