one bad day

Tuesday is one day I wish never happened. It was probably the worst day I’ve ever had. It was one of those days that is so streaked with unluckiness, you are constantly wondering, “what next?” Any one or even two of the things that happened could be written off as an unlucky day; I think this was more like a cursed day.

It started off innocent enough. I woke up late and didn’t get a shower. Ok, like I said, innocent, but it bugs me when that happens. So I get to work and realize I need to reshuffle the stuff in my car so a friend could borrow it. I take out the things I might need and set them beside the car to take in to the job site once I move my car. Long explanation shortened, I run over my camera. It’s worth about $1700. Rather, it was. Number three came while crawling out of the attic. Yes, almost out and (can’t think of a sound). I cut a 3 inch gouge across my back, just above my butt. I could actually feel through my gloves that there were now two separate pieces of skin. It went from a scratch on one end to about 1/4″+ deep on the other. That put me out of commission for about 4 hours while trying to make sure that it would close and stay closed. (Butterfly bandages rock!) While resting, I find out that my bank account became overdrawn by some stuff that took 3+ business days to post. I figure, that has to be the end. I mean, seriously, how much worse can it get. Oh, I didn’t mention that all that happened before 10:00 in the morning. The afternoon was pretty uneventful. Was able to do a little bit of work and then working on one of the final things I poke myself with a staple. Well, so I thought. I mean, I do that all the time trying to open little bags. No, I had to go and slice the tip of my thumb with the staple. It still hurts today worse than a paper cut. So there you have it.

I guess I should tell the rest of the story. The camera body is still OK as far as I can tell, so I only have to replace the lens. The gouge is healing nicely and hasn’t split open again. I was able to put some money in my bank account that afternoon, so I won’t be overdrawn again. So the major things are pretty well taken care of.

It was kinda ironic that I was reading the last two chapters of Mark that morning and the next. Talk about a bad day! The amazing thing is that that was the purpose for which He came. He came to be beaten just because some leaders were jealous of the power He held with the people. He came to die because Satan decided he needed more power than Him and He couldn’t let that affect our chance to live with Him.

So, in that light, my day wasn’t as bad and I shouldn’t let it get me down. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t still hurt. The cuts still hurt and my lens probably won’t get replaced for about 5-6 months. I’m gonna miss my camera, but it will get better eventually. So I leave you with a blessing, that you don’t have a day like my Tuesday.


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4 Responses to one bad day

  1. Ivette01 says:

    thanks 🙂 you know, for the blessing.

    It does sound like a bad, bad day, but there are a few things that could have been worse, so, cheer up. Sooner than you realize the cuts won’t hurt and you will have new lens.

    I’m so positive today 😉

  2. Farouq Taj says:

    Unbelievable ! Driving over such an expensive camera must have hurt your feelings. Ouch! Perhaps you should go to the hospital and have some stitches on that wound in your back.

    Just be careful out there.

  3. trina says:

    hardcore! i wish i had the time to read it all for hour and hours but its getting dark and last time i was out alone past dark i was sexually assaulted….long story…. i will catch up on your life via blog asap… miss you buddy! my sympathies to you too…. pretty intense day.

  4. Grandma says:

    Ouch–what a day! But taking a positive attitude toward it, as you did at the end, raised your spirits, I’m sure. since that day was a real bummer, other days now can look real good in comparison!

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