Disaster Day

Today has been a total disaster.  Jude asked me to toast him a bagel when I should have been heading out the door to catch my bus.  I hurriedly threw the bagel in the toaster and grabbed my 30 pound work bag stuffed so full of paper and a plastic Ziploc container of lasagna for my lunch that I couldn’t even zip my bag shut.  Jude ran with me barefooted to the bus stop.  Miraculously, we got there before the bus did and I got a good-bye hug from Jude.  But, no sooner than the bus pulled away from the stop with me on it that either my bulging stomach, over-stuffed bag, or the jerking bus ride caused me and my over-stuffed bag to end up on the dirty bus floor.  I lifted my big body off the bus floor and sat down in a seat behind some of the crowd who had watched me fall only before I realized my frozen lasagna managed to throw itself out of the container and slide away.  I collected the frozen chunk of lasagna, the container that it previously had been in and the lid that failed to keep it secured and contemplated for 10 minutes of the ride what to do with it.  Too dirty to eat, I finally decided.  I ditched it at the nearest garbage can, container and all, when I exited the bus.  I needed a lighter load with my skinned up knee anyway.  Then I got to work and realized that I am without my wallet, which contains my passcard to get into work, along with money to think about buying a lunch that I know I’m too cheap to buy anyway.  Yogurt and cheese from the fridge that I brought in last week will have to do.  Then I hear from Andy that he dropped Jude off at Stages theater camp and was the only kid who hadn’t packed a lunch.  Can’t say I didn’t see that one coming.  I had scoured their website and informational flyer for info about whether he needed to bring a lunch.  I took the silence as confirmation that no lunch was needed, but called to confirm and no one had returned my call.  I suppose this means that things can only go up from here, right?