Today was not a good day — I just felt out of sorts for most of the day.
I got my Bernina sewing machine out of the shop yesterday, brought it home and turned it on. That’s when I discovered that the light had burned out. I have no idea when it burned out but that meant going back to the shop to buy a bulb. Went back to the shop today and they didn’t have one to fit my machine — actually I did buy one, but we were pulling out of the parking lot in front of the store when I decided I’d better open the package and double check the bulb. Glad I did — wrong style. Back in I went — we did the money exchange and they looked for another bulb but couldn’t find one. They’re going to be a Bernina dealer, but they don’t have the machines (or parts) yet.
Went to the Chevrolet dealer there in Bakersfield to pick up parts for DH’s pick-up. Asked for an additional part. DH started to order yet another part, but I stopped him, saying that we’d already ordered that part from another place. Problem is, we’ve been piece-mealing this project, getting a piece here and a piece there without keeping track of what we’ve ordered.
We arrived back home and I immediately took the car and went up to K-Mart’s pharmacy to pick up the four prescriptions for eye drops for DH, who is scheduled for cataract surgery next month. I’d heard that these eye drops were expensive. That didn’t prepare me for the cost — $298.66 — and that’s WITH insurance! I wondered whether people who have Medicare pay anything at all. We’ll also be responsible for 30% of the allowed cost of the surgery plus the cost of the lens that will be inserted in his eye to correct his slight nearsightedness. I think we’ve reached our golden years because we’re surely paying some golden prices for healthcare.
I returned home and checked the answering machine — a message from the sewing repair shop here in town said that my Viking was ready for pick-up. I told DH I would be right back and headed back out to the car. I lucked out and was able to buy a light bulb for my Bernina there at the sewing machine repair shop, and then I asked if they had a small hand-held vacuum for computers. They did, but it attaches to a regular vacuum. Got it home and nope, it won’t fit, so back I go tomorrow.
I know there’s been days worse than this one, but for the life of me I don’t remember when. I did try to alter my frame of mind after the incident at the sewing machine store in Bakersfield, but it really didn’t change the rest of the day. We stopped at a Subway and I ordered a sandwich for the two of us — got to the table and opened it up and it hadn’t been cut in half. Now when have you ever gone to a Subway and they didn’t cut your sandwich in half??? <sigh> Small things, I know, but it was like Murphy’s Law was bucking me all day long. Little things, over and over again.
So now the day is at an end and I go onto Facebook and the first message I see on my homepage is that my cousin Dossie’s husband Hal has passed away. Dossie passed away two days before my sister Barbara (July 23 and 25, respectively). It feels like the cherry on top of the sundae of my day. His passing is as unexpected as his wife’s was, and it’s hitting me just as hard. My sisters are the ones I would go to for consolation when I had a bad day — they’re all gone except for the youngest one and we’re not on speaking terms anymore. So I call my daughter-in-law… she too has had a bad day and had called her mom for consolation.
Is it something in the air? I hope it’s as simple as that — I hope tomorrow is a better day. I’ll do my part and wake with a positive attitude. I’ll go slow through the day and not rush through it; I’ll take the time to savor every minute, knowing it will only be enjoyed once in this lifetime. Just maybe, that will help me retain a positive frame of mind. I surely hope so.
Be safe, be well and please be happy. I hope I haven’t been too negative here in my little corner of the Internet. I’m not sharing this post on Facebook, so the only ones who see it will be those who subscribe to my posts. I thank you for your kind thoughts and for being in my life.