Challenged and tested!

My second blog and, already, my intentions to see the brighter side of life are tested.

I arrived at the bus stop ten minutes early. Despite bright sunshine there was an icy breeze and I walked up and down to keep warm. With my back to the on-coming traffic, the single-decker bus trundled past me. I hadn’t noticed it beyond the parked vehicles and it was four minutes early. I almost jumped up and down in frustration. I had an appointment in 20 minutes so attempted to phone for a taxi on my mobile – but couldn’t see in the strong sunshine. I returned home and rang for the cab on the landline. A lovely,speedy taxi driver got me to my appointment just in time. However, the bus gemlin was still having a laff on my return journey – I just missed a bus and had to wait for 25 minutes. More walking up and down to keep warm and no chance of missing the next bus because it was the terminus. The bus appeared on the dot of the hour and I would soon have a seat out of the cold wind. It turned out that every third bus went a slightly different route — and this was the third bus (contrary to the timetable!). I had to get on it while knowing it would take me a mile short of my home which I walked heading into the piercing wind. Was I glad to get back!  But that’s not all.

I decided to cook a sirloin steak for my evening meal which just had to have a glass of red to accompany it. I felt better already – but not for long.I had bought the steak two days’ earlier and trusted it would be fine in the fridge but it looked less than perfect and had ,developed an off-putting colour and smell.  It broke my heart to bin it, but I did. I couldnt risk being ill. So it was meat balls and chips — plus the glass of red, of course. The meat balls and I deserved it. I raised my glass to a day that could have been better and the fact that here I was — I had coped with it!