Her: We have the strangest luck.
Him: We’re darned.
Her: That’s exactly it!
Yesterday, wake up to several angry emails.
Run out the door, miss every green light and train.
Arrive late to the office and try to explain to a client that the reason why his doc’s late is cause I asked him for information on 5/24, 5/25, and 5/27 and he only sent me the info yesterday at 10:36AM. He hangs up on me.
Woulda thrown my phone against the wall had I not just bought it.
Have another client tell me I’m wrong about something when I’m not. (Which begs the question: Why hire someone to tell you answers if y’already have all the answers?)
Show up late to fencing class where I get repeatedly stabbed.
Instructor: What’s going on with you tonight?
Me: Sorry, my head was elsewhere.
Him: (stabs me again)
Finally, arrive home where I get some horrible news – the kind where you have to steady yourself by the nightstand and then go to the bathroom to splash cold water on your face.
Maybe I’ll tell you about it someday. Right now, trying to sort it all out.
But then I climb into bed with my tablet and a random message pops up from a guy I’ve not spoken to in maybe a decade:
logan lo! sup dude…long time no see…wanted to say hi and that i liked ur book….very original…very entertaining….great job and congrats!
When I read that, realize that I’d been clutching a fist the whole time. Take a deep breath and relax my hand to type out a response.
It reminded me of that last time I had a heartbreaking day and a random old friend dropped me a line.
Thank goodness for the good souls, random acts of kindness, and instant messaging.
Dude – I’ve had one of the worst days of my life today. That’s the best thing I heard all day – thanks!
Location: my apartment, dealing with it
Mood: crushed
Music: When I die, Hallelujah, by and by, I’ll fly away
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17 replies on “Dealing with it: Good souls and IM”
I want to say something comforting, but words don't always convey enough. *virtual hug*
Will take any type of hug, any time. Thanks.
Just keep swimming, Logan. Hang in there.
I don't mind the swimming, I suppose. It's the constant changing of the depth that bothers me.
Oh my goodness. I think I'm darned as well! I keep thinking things will turn for the better, and then I'm like, "Shoot.. again?". I wonder if it's just me. If something is wrong with me to get myself into these situations.
So sweet about the message you received. 🙂
Ha, I don't know what it is about us but I still do count myself amongst the lucky. It's exactly as you put it, the "shoot…again!?" moments that make me wonder what on earth is going on.
As for the other matter, it's nice getting the random message from the random friend at a random time, isn't it?
Here's hoping today sucks less.
Bad days suck, but in the mist of a truly bad day there's always that random act of kindness and that never fails to amaze me. I hope everything works out Logan *lots of e-hugs*!
Confession! I've been reading your blog for a long long time and part of the reason why I keep coming back (besides that you're awesome, no, really) is because when you're put in bad situations I admire the way you bounce back. I wish I was more like that!
I accept hugs of all stripes and e-hugs are welcome. Thanks for the confession too – I think that the part that makes life interesting is the bouncing back. There are so many second acts in life.
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