It is Friday, isn't it?

It's a strange week when Friday turns out worst than your Monday. Monday was normal, good actually. Today, not so much. Tried to go to work, only for my car to die at stoplight about 10 minutes from our house. Thought it would be as easy as taking Gramma's car to work and having a friend pick up Charity from school, but Gramma would be needing her car for her Chemo appointment today. Had no luck getting in touch with my staffing agency or my employer, so I knew they were wondering were I was. Eventually got it all worked out and I was only about 45 minutes late. And all was fine, Gramma brought me in and headed off for her day and Dave would come and get me.

Frazzled and distressed about my broken car, my co-worked tried to relieve me worries, "Aren't you glad this isn't Monday?"

Wow! Yep, a Monday with all the excitement I had this morning would have been way too much for me! :) She really helped me see the positive side of things.

And it wasn't all bad. Dave did get our car to the garage to get fixed (it made it all the way there) and then he and Charity came and picked me up in our spiffy red, rental car. Too tired to go home and cook, we decided this was a perfect night for dinner out. So the three of us enjoyed a yummy, Asian meal on the patio at Pei Wei. And though the morning left much to be desired, I couldn't have asked for a nicer evening!