A little about the day before today.

Some days the timing just all comes together. Yesterday was one of those days. The start of the day was waking up naturally at 7:15a. I’d gone to bed early and surprised myself with the ease that I woke up. I don’t remember anything about the dreams of the night before except for a big pile of macaroni and cheese. This day had potential.

I packed an activity pack that reminded me of how I used to prepare to go to my grandfather’s house. An overstuffed survival kit with everything I would need to combat the toughest boredom in the barren wasteland that was Ligonier, PA. It was crucial because if I ran out of activities I would surely die. My 29 yr old survival kit was very similar. Instead of coloring books and markers I had a sketch book and pencils and pens for my comic strip. Instead of broken cameras as spy gear I had my laptop, blackberry, and ipod touch. Instead of cookies and kid snacks I had stopped at Sheetz and bought a blueberry muffin, Diet Pepsi, and granola bar. I was confident I would survive the one hour of waiting at the car dealership for my Impreza to get inspected.

The beginning of my luck started right there at the waiting table at the dealership. No sooner had I given my keys to trusty Roberto then I opened my laptop and started my “Things to do while waiting for your car inspection list.” I charged my ipod, I cut out coupons for grocery shopping and I tackled most of my to-do list for the day. It was a glorious early day success. To top it off, the inspection was done quickly and came in under $200. That was one of two firsts. I also got it inspected on the month it was due. Surely I sign that I’m growing up.

My responsibility continued while I went grocery shopping for cost effective mildly healthy food. I popped in my headphones, turned up some Gaslight Anthem, and danced my way around the aisles comparing prices and generally having a good time.

The sunny afternoon was a perfect time to catch up with an old friend. After sipping a coffee and a lime Italian soda, we walked around the Northside, around the park and through Oz. There’s something comforting about just being in the presence of someone with similar personality traits. We’re both anti-social in social businesses and both self-deprecating in the basest of ways. He’s the only person who would find the fact that even though I quit drinking I still always want to be drunk, hot.

Amazingly, this part of my narrative only takes us to about 4:30p with a half day still ahead of me. I will have to finish later as I have a dentist appointment in 40 minutes and need to drop off the heatpack at my boyfriends work. This day has potential. Let me not screw it up!