What a day! While over at the shelter, the girl with a developmental delay was walking a sweet new dog who has already got a home lined up. She likes to remember the dogs, and will often take a picture with herself and the dog. She asked me if I'd do that for her with this dog, I agreed and went to put sweet Riley back in his box so I could come back outside and help her out. Well, one of the other volunteers rushed in not even a minute after me - the girl had gotten distracted, tripped, fell and broke her wrist. Poor thing was absolutely hysterical, convinced she was going to lose her arm.
It is this kind of moment I need to call to mind whenever I find myself growing impatient with her. She functions well, but she does not process things in the same way most do and remembering that is vital.
Then the jerks filling in the ravine behind our offices started digging out even MORE of the ravine all afternoon. It's horrendous.
And THEN. I went to the store last night for my usual shopping. As always, I forgot something and this something couldn't wait for another day, so I took the route that would deliver me to the store. Traffic was beginning to back up. On my way out, I decided to go back around to my usual way home to avoid the traffic yuck, only to have someone shout, "XYZ bridge is closed!" XYZ is the first of two bridges I cross to get home. No problem, I thought, I'll take the extra back way which avoids XYZ bridge... so I did, but then realized that I had bad intel - it wasn't XYZ bridge that was closed, it was the other bridge, ABC. Which meant I drove a fair distance out of my way for nothing, had to turn around and head back over the not-closed XYZ bridge and around to the Big Bridge (which is the OTHER bridge I could take to get home). Confused? Don't worry.
The too long; didn't read: In an attempt to avoid gridlock, I drove around the country for a while, then drove back around and sat for a good long while and since I had bought ice cream which was rapidly melting, I decided to crack into it. AND since I didn't have a spoon, I shamelessly hoovered it. Hence the picture.
But don't worry, the ice cream is one of those new-fangled low-fat, low-sugar types.