Everyone has bad days.... Really we all do!

The other day well the other week was awful. It started with little things just annoying every ounce of my being. I had so much to do yet I found myself struggling to get the simple things done. For an example I will tell you about my friday and saturday. I woke up on friday just feeling grumpy, so in order to not be grumpy to anyone I decided I will read the newspaper while eating my cereal. While flipping a page (minding my own buisness) my elbow hit the cereal bowl and I wore all of the cereal in my lap. All I could do was scream because the milk was so cold. Then I just laughed.... So after my shower because the cereal was everywhere... I wanted to put lotion on. I had just gotten a whole bunch of bottles of lotion given to me not knowing that one bottle was body wash. Guess which one I grabbed! Yep you guessed it the body wash and rubbed it all over my legs before it even dawned on me that that was another problem. I could not get it rubbed it at all... DUH! Back to the shower I went. Friday proceeded to be like this. By the end of the day you can say I was ready for bed. Saturday came with another set of problems. My hubbie was driving my car in the morning and the brake lights kept turning on in the car, then the airconditioning stopped working for him. So honestly I just thought it was a fluke because the whole week was this way. Later I had to get ready for the bachelorette party I was hosting. My hubbie and I proceeded on blowing up the balloons, which for some reason took forever! literally... They kept popping over and over... So after all of this was done, I began to leave and realized I left the soda at home. I was already running late. Back home I went. Thank God I was only a few blocks away from home. So I finally got to the location and had to kick guys out of the house. Are you kidding me? Seriously who brings their boyfriend to a bachelorette party, then then they were irrated with me. (Everyone knew it was girls only) After decorating I realized hey, I forgot the cake topper at home. Off to home, I went. Then my brakes lights turned on, airbag light turned on, then I could smell brakes. A couple of blocks from home airconditioning turned of and the whining began. It was very loud that people looked as I drove. All I kept thinking was make it home. Thank God it did. Then I get the phone call, hey I found the cake topper in the sink... By this point my car was turned off, Guess what wouldn't start back up. yup your right! MY CAR! At least it died at home. So I had to get the bachelorette come and get me. Then when she realized the boyfriend was at my house, because I had to kick him out from hers she was pissed. I wasn't even planning on telling her, but thats my day... God completely took care of it all though, we had a wonderful time once we got passed all the crud Satan was throwing our way. My hubbie fixed my car with great success in an afternoon. I am in a much better mood today than I was on Saturday! So the moral of the story is bad days come and go, and know God is with you through it all.... My car could have died in the middle of the road, yet God made it last until my driveway. It doesn't get any better than that! Thank you Jesus!