My own personal dark cloud

Lately I’ve been feeling like I have a little dark cloud hanging over my head and my head alone.  Kinda like that character from the Peanuts, Pigpen, but his was dirt.  I don’t think I’m depressed or anything like that but I’ve just been having some bad (well, weird is maybe a better word) luck.

Rewind a week and I just get into work and the kids are eating breakfast so I plop down and sit with them and eat my yogurt and fiber bar (believe it or not, they are GOOD!).  One of the other teachers lets me know that I’ve spilled a blob of it on my shirt.  Ugh.  I wipe it off and clean up my garbage and start getting the kids into the bathroom to go potty. 

Not 20 minutes later, I take a drink from my water bottle (which I’ve been filling with those awesome little Crystal Light flavor packets, this time in particular was a raspberry ice flavor) and realize I’ve spilled  dribbled red water in the same spot as the yogurt.  I usually carry a Tide-To-Go pen with me so I used it and then zipped up my hoodie as to hide the stains.  Lovely.

A few days later I got mustard on my shirt from my Subway sandwich.  Gotta love hoodies.  They hide stains nicely.

This past Friday, my husband took me out to dinner and to add insult (the pregnant…like ready to pop pregnant, waitress) to injury (wait, that would be injury to insult but you get the picture) she spills my dinner all over the table.  It wasn’t anything messy so I wasn’t upset but then she said, “Oooohhh, you’re purse!”  The ranch dressing I requested was now sitting in my purse.  My beautiful yellow purse.  My not so cheap yellow purse.  Well, I got it at Marshall’s on clearance but at one point in time it was an expensive purse.  And now it stunk of ranch.  I got it all cleaned up and thanks to my trusty Tide-To-Go pen my purse isn’t ruined.  After all that I would have thought that my meal would have been free but that wasn’t even offered.  She did offer to buy us dessert but we declined.  I don’t think we’ll be going back there.

Is it just me or wouldn’t you have expected them to give you your dinner free after spilling it in your purse?  Or offer to replace the purse?  This isn’t the first time it’s happened to me either.  A few years ago a waitress spilled hot wings all over my dress, which was white.  They didn’t offer to give us our dinner free or offer to pay to clean my dress.  I was HOT over that.  Mostly because I had to walk around in a white and now orange dress.  Whatever happened to common courtesies?  Maybe they aren’t so common anymore.  Hence my own personal dark cloud.  Sigh.

On a side note, I have no idea when my period is due.  I remember spotting at the beginning of April but my period didn’t start until almost a week later.  I’m thinking it should be due by the end of the week but we’ll see.  I did take a test this weekend but it was negative.