Bad Mood Busted

I was in a bad mood earlier today. First, I stayed home all day yesterday waiting for the Tillamook Cheese truck. As you may recall, I wrote a little post about my love of this particular cheese. Next thing I knew, I was getting emails that they would send me a coupon. Then they upped the ante and said the truck would come to deliver my cheese on the 13th.

What did it all mean? A brick of cheese? A basket? A lifetime supply? My thoughts ran wild.

So I promised to be home.

I promised a cheese company in another state that I would be home from 10-5 on a beautiful summer day with my three children.

It wasn't a great day. We live in a quiet neighborhood and at every sound from the street I made the kids jump up and see if it was the cheese truck. All day. And they did, bless their hearts. They also tripped and elbowed eachother in the process. And they got on my nerves and bugged one another. All day.

I wanted to go to the county fair. I wanted to see the quilts and the pig races and eat fried stuff. It would have been a perfect day for it. No piano lessons scheduled. No lessons of any kind. But we stayed home instead, because the cheese was coming.

But the cheese never came. Evil cheese. Dashed my dreams of dairy goodness. I sent an email and today I heard that "someone is looking into it." Don't destroy my dreams like that, Tillamook cheese. I don't think I can wait for you again.

Then this morning I got a call that the school district has lost my substitute teacher employee file. Again. Would I mind getting my fingerprints and having my transcripts sent again? Um, yes, actually I do mind.

Then I spent all afternoon in the car. I wont bore you with the details, but by the end of the afternoon I was tearing my hair out and vowing I would never drive anybody anywhere again for the rest of my life. Not that I ever exaggerate or anything.

But I couldn't maintain my crankiness. The universe conspired against my mood swing.

When I arrived home after dropping somebody somewhere, Drama Girl opened the front door and said "I've made you tea." I could have wept. She almost never does stuff like that. It was so lovely of her.

Then I went through my mail and I found the sweet fabric basket I won from Quilt Taffy. It's so me, down to the pink rick-rack.

Also in the mail, a canvas for a needlepoint ornament I ordered off eBay. And get this; they sent me another one to go with it, because I live so close, and "paid too much for postage." So now I get to work on not one, but two, ornaments of animals with clothes. It's my lucky day.

To top it off, when I was waiting for Jungle Boy to finish his piano lesson, I popped into the thrift store and found a perfect vintage apron for $1.99.

I forgot what I was so cranky about. Thanks world. I think we'll go the fair tomorrow.