Damage control.

I seriously under estimated the power of NO. I guess I was just born to be a "Yes please," and "Thank you" person. I have been trying to tell myself over and over I am done with apologizing for just about anything in general. I was doing really good too. I guess that's not in my nature, because I just became a book in the Lemony Snickets Series of Unfortunate Events. And yes. It was that surreal.

I keep getting blubbery just thinking about the silly nature of what has happened and will of course follow because of choices I made. I know I should be thankful for everyone, and everything in my life so far, but I am questioning the "why".

It seems I must have really pissed off someone. I don't want to think that it's God. I know He is forgiving and I am not a bad person. I just don't get it.

Before I proceed I wanted to share a song that I love and summarizes how I feel right now. It's not the actual video, but it combines some of my favorite things. Oh, look I made an unintentional funny "These are a few of my favorite things."





Now what could possibly make me so sad? Everyone has their beliefs. I believe in positive creates positive. I try to avoid negative things. I am not very good at this by the way. I just like people in general. I will always be this way so I am probably going to repeat this post in a year to come. Thank you GreenDay for Walking Contridiction.

I also believe in Angels and Demons, good vs evil, things come back to you three fold, and watch what you say, and/or wish for.

Back to what did I do to deserve this punishment. I do not know. I am sorry. I am at a loss.

My day in brief:

Meet for an appointment which I can't talk about. Hmm. Maybe that's the problem.
Have my purse stolen with nearly everything in it just after the appt.
Sitting in the WPD to file a stolen purse report knowing that whoever has it now knows where I live AND has my house key...Yippeeee!
Stew the fact that I live in a city where the ratio of good to bad is possibly 75% good. I am being generous.
Love my Mom for just being there with me through it all very patiently, and for being my brains while I freaked out.

I am leaving some stuff out. Yes there was more to the day, but this Duck can only take one punch at a time.

You know what gets me really bent? They walked away with 3 dollars and maybe some change at the bottom. I do not carry cash on a regular basis. Don't worry too much. I called the bank (Thanks Mom) right away.

FYI: this is not the first time something was stolen from me. I actually have my other license from when my wallet was swiped last year. One less thing to recover.

I feel better now that I just laid it all out. If I have done you wrong, annoyed you, pissed you off, or in general just made you indifferent....I am sorry.

I am going to post this and then listen to Savin me again.