yes, that happened.

Ever had one of those days where everything is just off? Today was that day for me. Without a doubt. This girl right here.

It may have all started last night before bed. I was just in one of those negative nancy moods, which is no bueno. So I quickly read my scriptures, said my prayers and put on a movie to quickly fall asleep too. Needed out of that mind set stat.

So when I awoke this morning I felt at least a little bit better, did some shopping, packed for my trip home, etc. I started my trek to layton later in the afternoon, where my wonderful roommate Becky is from and the person who so graciously said yes to driving me to the airport. The drive proved uneventful yet satisfying. Every once in awhile a good thinking/singing/screaming my emotions out to T Swift sesh for an hour is therapeutic.

...5 minutes before I arrived to my destination I stopped at the gas station. Whats typical of me is to throw my debit card into my pocket until I get back into the car. What isn't typical is a gas station where you take out the pump and have to lift a lever underneath the machine to make it start. I blame that, it threw me off. It also caused me to throw my card on the ground and proceed to drive away.

Arriving at Beckys I realized it was missing. I just knew I had left it there. Driving back to check I didn't see it on the ground. However, when I checked with the lady inside, she said someone had turned it in. Ding! Ding! Ding! Good samaritan and great luck right there.

And onward. Laughing about that mishap I quickly said my goodbyes and merrily went on my way to the Jetblue line to check my bag. After a couple minutes of waiting around, I reached into my pocket for my phone... and it wasn't there. My heart sank, and I knew I had left it in the cup holder  in the car. This was the moment when I wish we still had to memorize peoples numbers, the only one I could think of was my moms! I called her from a randoms phone and told her to dial the shiz out of my phone until Becky answered. I kept my laptop on me and hopped onto the good ol FB and messaged Becky and Jason. Luckily, Jason was able to call Becky before it was too late and my phone was safely returned to its owner. What an angel Becky is for putting up with my shenanigans today.

A sigh of relief passed through me and I was homebound. I made it home and wanted to get stuff to make treats tomorrow. Took my mommas car the local Winco where they had NOTHING. Absolutely nothing that I needed. I ended up with imitation vanilla. What is that even? No hershey's hugs. No almond bark. No nothing that I needed. Oh, and it was a store full of rude people. Utah to California, big difference in friendliness. But I knew that.

Anyway, I promise I am not complaining. It was just one of those days. And thankfully, I am in my home with my family. Tomorrow is sunday. Sundays are always good. Goodnight world.