Yesterday we had quite a morning. I woke up more tired than usual, and for some reason everything ached. I mean, even my teeth ached – what is that?! After getting the kids dressed and fed, I checked the weather, it said 70 degrees, with the “real feel” at 75 degrees. That brightened my mood. The crazy insta-cold spell we just experienced here in NYC had gone away for a minute. I put on a springy/summery dress and thought I was all set.
The morning flew by. The kids each had a 15 minute piano lesson and then our cleaning professional (aka Our Savior) came and next thing you knew it was time for school…but oh yeah, we didn’t eat lunch yet-oops. Through all of this, I began shivering. I became convinced that it was actually still freezing outside. So during the 4 hours from when I woke up until the time we left the apartment, I started adding clothes. When I finally realized what I looked like, there was just no time to change my outfit…so yes, my dear NYC Soda Girl Readers, I left my home in this get-up:
We raced towards school but first stopped for a quick lunch nearby. I can only imagine what the staff thought of me. My crazy outfit, my face in a perma scrunch because I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open and because of my teeth aching and my expression of “Help Me” as I looked into the hostesses eyes… The 4 of us quickly sat and ordered and I downed my first diet soda. To be completely fair to this establishment I will not review it today, as I was too tired and stressed to really pay attention to the drink…but I do want to give a shout out to the waiter. When he passed by and I asked for my next diet soda, adding “it’s just that kind of day”…he came back with these:
THANK YOU DEAR MAN, THANK YOU! There is nothing worse than being stressed, then finishing your drink and needing another with no waiter in site…I now wouldn’t need to worry. I think that brought my stress down a bit – it’s the little things, you know? Oh- and we miraculously made it school only 2 minutes late – other students were still filing in through the door – phew!