If you read my previous post, then you know last Thursday I was having one of those days. Well, it seems like it may have turned into one of those weeks! Please indulge me here for a few moments. I’m hoping that now I’m past the worst of it, we can all share a good laugh.
If last week was a near panic attack, then today was a near meltdown! I mean of the weepy, emotional kind. I am very emotional by nature, and God thought my primary spiritual gift should be mercy. I realize He’s the God of the universe, and He knows what He’s doing, so I try not to question what He thought I needed. Still, there are days….
Hallmark commercials…pass the tissues, please. Sappy song on the radio…I carry tissues in the car just for this very thing! (Yes, Christmas Shoes makes me cry. I know some people think it’s over the top, but I see that little boy standing at the counter instead, and I am so done!) Need someone to just “have a good cry” with you? I’m your gal. Seriously, whoever invented waterproof mascara had me in mind when they did it!
As I told you in my previous post, I’ve been sick. Well, I thought I was getting better over the weekend only to wake up this morning feeling much worse. Yuck, yuck, and double yuck! Neither the cleaning fairy, laundry fairy, grocery fairy, or cooking fairy visited my home while I have been out of commission. Honestly! Where do those girls hang out? I can assure you it’s not here! When next I see them, I plan to tell them they are fired!
So, anyway, I was feeling quite awful this morning. So much so that I decided I needed to cancel the Bible study I facilitate in my neighborhood. I also missed the PTA board meeting today. That’s three in a row. C’est la vie!
While I was able to cancel those activities, since the grocery fairy so unkindly decided against visiting my home, a trip to our local Super Walmart could not be canceled. My daughter is still tracked out of school, so I dropped her at my mother-in-law’s house since she didn’t think grocery shopping with me would be fun. Can you imagine? There’s reason to cry right there!
On my way to Walmart, I was listening to our local K-Love station (Contemporary Christian music), and the voice of a young girl came on the radio. She wanted to request a song for her mother. The DJ, Kelly Caldwell, asked her if there was a reason behind her request, and she responded that there was. She said that her mother was having a chemo treatment today, and she listens to K-Love while she is receiving the treatment. The girl, McKayla was her name, wanted to request this song for her mother. She was at school, and her teacher had told her she could call. She then began to cry while talking to Kelly who responded that she would be praying for McKayla and her mother, and she knew all the K-Love listeners would be doing the same. Well, you can imagine. This just sent me over the edge. Now I was driving and crying! Thank goodness I was nearly to Walmart! I sat in the car trying to compose myself and wiping my very red nose before going inside.
Once inside, I took off with a vengeance trying to get in and out as quickly as possible. I still didn’t feel well, and my head hurt from crying! In case you’re wondering, yes, I did say a prayer for McKayla and her mother. I got to the back of the store, and wouldn’t you know it…no organic milk…of any kind! I opened the freezer door peering in hopefully that there would be some kind, gracious Walmart employee back there who could get me the milk I needed. No such luck! I searched and searched and there wasn’t a Walmart employee in sight! Finally, I saw a man come out of the back, and since he was wearing a button-down shirt, I assumed he was a manager. Ahhh, we’re in luck. I knew he would help me. I flagged him down, and he headed in my direction. As he got closer, I saw that his shirt was embroidered “Nabisco.” Shoot fire! He doesn’t work here!
Bless his dear heart, he still tried to help me. He kindly asked if I needed assistance in the dairy section, and I replied that I did, but that it was okay because I understood that he didn’t work there. He responded that he would be glad to go in the back for me to see if he could locate someone who could assist me. In a couple of minutes he came back out and said, “They’re all cleared out back there. I think they all go on break at the same time!” Well, of course they do! They probably knew I was coming and was going to cry all over them because they didn’t have my milk! To the kind Nabisco gentleman’s credit, he offered again to try to locate someone for me, (he probably saw the red nose and felt sorry for me), but I assured him that I appreciated his time, and that it was okay. As a side note here, I would like to say, buy Nabisco products. They employ very nice people. Since the milk was the last item on my list, and they didn’t have what I needed, nor was there anyone who knew where said milk might be hiding, I took off for the front to pay for my other groceries.
On the way to the front, I scanned every aisle in hopes that I would find someone who worked there, but, alas, they all remained elusive to me. I guess they had heard about the crazy lady with the red nose and were hiding. By the time I had reached the front of the store, I was ready to have a complete and total meltdown. Seriously. I wanted to cry over my lack of milk and the lack of anyone to help me find some. But even in the midst of this near hysteria, God intervened. The nice lady at the express checkout wasn’t waiting on anyone, and seeing that I didn’t have very many items in my cart (although it looked to be more than 20, which is the amount for using the express checkout, and I personally hate when people do that..that’s why it’s an EXPRESS checkout, but I digress) asked me if I was ready to checkout. I told her that I was, and she told me she would take me at her register. I asked if she was sure. She said yes, and I thanked her kindly. By the way, it was 23 items in case you were wondering. Fortunately, no one came up behind me while I was checking out.
I’m sure the people who were hiding from me while making my way to the front of the store were on their radios to the cashiers to be on the lookout for the lady with the red nose and to see if they could assist her and get her out of the store as soon as possible! Good thing, too! That woman being nice to me probably averted a total meltdown and the necessity for a phone call to the men in white!
And so went my weepy day. You’ll be happy to know the rest of the day passed without further incident.