It always unnerves me when the week gets off to a rough start – as though the universe is going to have to work double-time to redeem itself. Such is the case today. Actually, the trend truly began on Saturday, so perhaps this stretch of bad luck is nearing its end? I’m trying to look on the bright side of things, but it’s been a challenge.
Kirk and I attended a wedding in Delaware this weekend. The fam booked rooms at the Hilton so we were all excited to sit in the lap of luxury. However, our day dreams failed to include the fantastically over-chlorinated pool, the out of service elevator, or the broken AC. Yeah, 2am doesn’t yield much sleep for those trapped in a 12×12 room without air conditioning when it’s 95 degrees out. (Pro side: the AC was working in the gym where I punched out 6 miles on their state-of-the-art treadmill while being fully entertained by the antics of the Real World New Orleans’ cast.)
We returned home excited to relax with a few DVDs and our window unit on full blast. We ripped into our Blockbuster mailers with zeal, but were disappointed to find they were Season 1 discs of Glee. Don’t get me wrong, Glee is great, but we’re on Season 2. (Pro side: we have the no-longer-offered All Access membership that grants unlimited in-store exchanges) We high-tailed it to Blockbuster and rented A Perfect Getaway and Green Zone (4 stars to the first, I slept through the second – that’s no reflection on the movie itself though, just an unavoidable consequence of running 6 miles on little to no sleep).
This morning I walked into a dark and a suffocatingly dank office. The storm that passed through yesterday afternoon apparently knocked out the power. We had a small bid that was due at noon, which had people in a frenzy. Even though we’d likely be up and running before then, I had to be prepared for the chance that our computers might still be down and so I wrote up the entire proposal by hand. I don’t think I’ve handwritten that much text since my college years and I do belive I actually got a blister for my efforts. Worse yet, I was forced to do this without caffeine as no power = no Mr. Coffee machine. (Pro: Someone finally made a Dunkin’ Donuts run for brew and the power is back up and running) but, of course, the AC failed to fire up with everything else and it’s still steamy as all get out in here.
Last night Kirk and I did something extraordinary however. We cooked. Together. And get this: we didn’t fight once. If you know anything of my relationship with my husband you know what a feat this is because we bicker like nobody’s business. Hey, conflict is what keeps life interesting right? I’m sure my mother is beaming with pride as she reads this (and perhaps exhaling a sigh of relief?). Oh, and the stuffed peppers were excellent too! See Bobbi’s recipe for Red Quinoa Salad in this post that we used for the filling. Mmmmm…. I LOVE cilantro!!
Hitch was on TV last night - I love that movie! Only Hitch and The Hangover can make me laugh so hard that I should probably avoid watching them in public. I thought this quote summed my outlook on life pretty accurately:
Max: Spoken like a true cynic.
Sara: I’m not a cynic, I’m a realist!
Max: Or a realist masquerading as a cynic who is secretly an optimist.
Are you a glass half full or half empty type? I’m defintely the later – prepared for the worst, but secretly hoping for the best.