Rough Day

Have you ever had one of those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days?  I had one yesterday.  For background, you should know that there’s been a serial killer in my town.  There have been three murders and they think this person is responsible for them all.  Then on Wednesday, a 3rd grade boy brought a loaded gun to school and a third grade girl got shot. 

Early yesterday morning around 1am I woke up really hot.  I did what every pregnant women does, go to the bathroom and then headed to the living room to turn down the heat.  Our living room wall that faces out if full of windows and a sliding door so we have a great view of the outlet.  We’re also up above the highway, so we can see if there is traffic or not.  I noticed that on the other side of the highway that a cop had pulled someone over; it was hard to miss the flashing lights.  I didn’t think much of it as it’s not an uncommon sight.  I went back to bed only to be woken up by lots of sirens.  The Man woke up and wondered what was going on.  We fell back asleep and didn’t think about it anymore until this morning.  A huge headline was that a State Trooper was shot and killed.  It was what I saw and we heard early in the morning.  I was shocked.  So much violence! 

Then this morning, when I got to school to sub, I found out that the teacher’s wife that I was in for and gone into premature labor that the doctors were unable to stop.  She gave birth to their son, they baptized him and then had 19 minutes with him before he went home.  She was originally due a little over a week before of me.  While I don’t know the teacher or his wife super well, I do know them and I talked with them every week.  We enjoyed sharing symptoms and encouraging each other.  I had heard about this the night before I went to bed but hearing that it has happened…my heart was (and is) so sad for them.  I can’t even imagine the heartbreak for them.  Even with hope in Christ and knowing that they will see their son again some day….it’s so hard.  I was so touched that they asked how I was doing.  They were concerned for me, as were others at the church and school.  In the middle of their loss they’re concerned about munchkin and I.  The body of Christ is truly amazing.

Then when I got home from subbing all day, my friends were at my house to drop off their dogs.  We’re dog sitting while they’re in the process of moving.  They had to be out of their old house today and can’t get into their new house till Monday.  They’re staying with her parents but can’t take their dogs so I said of course we’ll watch your two dogs!  Everything was great for about two hours.  Then The Man came home.  He had just walked in the door and didn’t even have time to close it when both of their dogs bolted out the door.  He managed to get one back in but the other got away.  I went out to help but the other pup managed to get away.  We walked up and down the road, calling his name with his squeaky ball.  I called my friends and they came back and called his name and looked for him.  They couldn’t find him either.

So as I write this, we still don’t know where the pup is.  His owners don’t seem too worried as this is normal behavior for him.  I’m concerned about what will happen if he doesn’t come back! I feel like a horrible person and a terrible pet sitter.  I let my friends down!

One other little thing that barely registers next to these things but it still has me down is that I dropped my Kindle and it broke.  The screen is cracked and you can’t see the pages anymore.  So now I’m going to need to buy a new one.  Just one more thing!

All of it together was just too much for me and the hormones haven’t helped.  There have been tears and I’m exhausted.  I’m going to enjoy some ice cream and then head to bed.  I’m feeling a little crampy and I think munchkin is telling me I need to rest so I’m going to listen.

How to you cope with a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day?