Ever have one of those days where you wonder why you bothered getting out of bed? That was me this morning. I was up late last night reading, then every single bump in the night had me on high alert. It felt like all I did was blink and the sun was rising. My daughter was running late getting ready for school, then I had problems with my car. Driving down the highway I had to put up with stupid drivers not bothering to indicate before crossing lanes and by the time I arrived at my daughters school there was nowhere to park. Damn it all!!!
When I got back home I stood for about a minute at the foot of the stairs. I could not make up my mind. Do I go back to bed and try to catch up on a few more zzz’s, or do I suck it up and get on with the day. I chose the second option, to my demise. As soon as I pushed ‘start’ on my loaded up washing machine, the brand new washer started making the most bizarre noises. I guess I won’t be cleaning any clothes for a day or two. Walked into the kitchen, flicked the switch on the kettle and there above me on the overhead cupboards was a huntsman!
For my overseas readers, a Huntsman is not Chris Hemsworth’s character, Brighton, standing in my kitchen dressed in leather and looking eatable….unfortunately 🙂 No, a Huntsman is a people carrier! It has 8 legs, beady eyes and enough hair to make Gillette proud! If you see a Huntsman, you don’t bother looking for a can of Mortein, you look for a boot! Your goal is to squash it ASAP, before it lifts you up and takes you home to meet the rest of it’s family 😉
After I cleaned up the mess, I reboiled the kettle and went to the fridge to get the milk. Oh come on!!! Bad things happen in threes? Really…..who ever said that didn’t bother to elaborate. Bad things can happen in multiples of threes! As my day moved on, I became more and more frustrated. I felt like I could do no right. If I have a shower, what will go wrong? My day just continued to go downhill. Overhead nozel washer no longer working, the button on my hairdryer broke. I tripped over the rug and kissed the window frame. I was not happy.
By the time Mitch walked in the door I was beyond upset. Internet, phone, house, spiders, car – <sob sob>. He came up to me, wrapped his arms around me and held me close to his chest. We stood like that for about 5 minutes. I didn’t realise how much I needed that hug until he stepped away. My man Mitchell knows when I have hit my BTL – what I refer to as my Bullshit Tolerance Level. He can tell when it has peaked to emergency levels 😉 Putting the thawing steak into the fridge and grabbing the car keys was a godsend. Mitch called out to our daughter to let her know we were heading out for an hour or two, grabbed my hand and led me to his car.
The drive to Sandringham train station wasn’t long. The train ride to Flinders Street Station felt just as quick. Under the umbrella, we ran to Southgate along Melbourne’s Yarra River. Restaurants, cafes, lots of activity to help take my mind of my silly troubles. Within a few minutes we had arrived at the Damon Bradley cafe in the Southbank Promenade. Coffee and cakes, he knows the way to my heart 😉
We got a table not far from the glass cases and sat down. I was feeling a lot better, being outside and away from everything that was making me feel so stressed. With the smell of coffee beans and vanilla in the air I was feeling much better. The girls working at Damon Bradley had the biggest smiles on their faces. It wasn’t sarcasm, or bitchiness, just genuine friendly smiles that were simply contagious. Ever notice that? No matter how bad you may be feeling, when someone is kind, caring and friendly and they smile at you, you can’t help but smile back. Such a simple gesture, yet it can mean so much.
After Mitch ordered two cappuccinos, croissants and cheesecakes we ended up chatting about all kinds of things. His job, my blog and how I survived an attack by a crazy spider! 🙂 It wasn’t long before Mitch and I shared a laugh. Yeh – it’s been a crazy day, but getting out of the house and taking some time to unwind was what I needed. Life can be chaotic – work, kids, home, it can all get a bit much sometimes. It’s so wonderful to have someone to take me out and remind me that it’s all ok. Yeah so what, I had a shitty day. It could be worse. And over the years I have had worse – a lot worse. But for today, Mitch took me out and reminded me of what’s important. Friends, family, husbands, girlfriends – a simple smile, a kind face, a lover to hold us and tell us everything is ok. That’s what it is all about – that right there – love. It can remove tears, put a smile on our face and strengthen the soul, everything else is just icing on the cake! 🙂
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