If My Day Were A Song

A few weeks ago, I was having one of those mornings where just about everything that could domino effect in the wrong direction, did.

The day started off quite normal: wake up, let the dog out, prepare breakfast, let the dog in, feed the dog, eat breakfast. It was a day much like many others until it came time to leave for work. There was a curious and yet, blazingly-clear red flag that I didn’t catch until it was too late: on my way outside to corral the beagle, the back door was not closed all the way.

I didn’t think much of it as I pulled it open, then shut it behind me on the way out to the back yard. I should have thought much of it, because if I had, I would’ve remembered my habit of locking the door knob lock every time I enter the house. Since the door was already slightly open, I didn’t think to check the door knob lock on the way out. The beagle and I returned and were locked out. I gasped. And I was going to be on time to work! Drat.

WWARD. What would a robber do? The task of breaking into my house proved to be rather difficult at first. As seen on tv and in movies, I tried a credit card. No luck. Most of the windows in the house were shut and locked so there were only three with any chance of an opportunity. My bathroom window seemed the most logical to start with because I knew I’d left it cracked. Only thing, it’s about 10 feet from the ground. Without going into detail about how, I eventually got back inside the house. Good thing the alarm was not set inside the house!

If my day went normally from there, I would have been thrilled. And it was normal until I merged onto the interstate. In the mayhem of breaking back into my house, I took my watch off and set it on top of my car. Sigh.

Rest in peace, calculator watch. I’m going to miss you!

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2 thoughts on “If My Day Were A Song

  1. So what would the song be??
    I have songs running through my head all the time, but one did not pop up for this day.
    I also did not have a song in my head when I had a day like that recently, when I was “cat sitting”, I left and automatically (bcz that is MY habit at my house) turned the knob thingy to “lock”. Little did I know, until i had driven the 20 miles to the house that evening, that I did not have a key to the knob, just the deadbolt….so try as i might, i could not get in to feed /play with the cat. And just to prove how much i am on “autopilot” alot of the time, I did it again the next weekend when I was sitting again, but God looked down and had pity on me and woke me up before i slammed the door shut!

  2. The song for that day was Puff Daddy’s “I’ll Be Missing You” in remembrance of my calculator watch. I didn’t have it for very long, but I can’t find it anywhere! Sigh.

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