A series of unfortunate events

Well, although I had the highest of hopes, my big day out yesterday ended a bit like the Thelma and Louise story - crashing off a cliff! 

It started fine - with a great drive and breakfast at Cora's.  Then off to the eye doctor.  After close to an hour of tests and trying multiple sample lenses I was finished.  He gave me a pair of a new type of contacts to try for 3 weeks and if they work ok we will order more.  So now I was free to enjoy the rest of my day!   yeah - right!!

Next stop, another one of those Pumpkin Lattes I raved about last week.  Hmmm, it doesn't seem as great as the first one, but maybe its because it feels like a bit of a headache starting.  I just figured it was from having someone poke their fingers in my eyes for the past 45 minutes and it would go away.

I had heard about a shop in the area  that was selling hand dyed wool for hooking.   Certainly that would turn my day around.  I had been communicating a bit with the owner and had sent a message several days before saying I would be in the area and asked for directions as she was a bit out of the way and I wasn't overly familiar with the area.    No response.  I found this a bit odd but asked someone at the coffee shop for directions to this community and I set out.  It was a bit further than I expected but since I wasn't in a hurry I left and did find it.   Now, I always thought the point of having a business was to serve customers, make money and encourage repeat business.   Apparently this shops philosphy is different....

I walked in and was completely ignored.  I was the only customer there.  The owner just went about her business and didn't even acknowledge that I had walked in!!!!   Soooooo, I continued to browse around thinking any minute she would stick her head out of the hole in the back.  Nope.   I'm getting mildly annoyed and in hindsight I should have walked out but I am stubborn (and stupid).  I decided to buy a piece of wool - this would force her into a conversation, right??  (The wool she had for sale was lovely by the way)

So I go back to her little hole with my purchase - again no conversation - just tells me the price. So I put my money on the table.  She puts my wool in the bag, hands it to me  (no thanks was offered).  So I stood there for a minute - looking at my money.  She isn't giving me any change!!!!  It wasn't like it was a few cents --- it was a few dollars!   This whole thing is just getting ridiculous and I am quickly losing patience.   But I hold it together and said, while looking at my money "Oh - do you need exact change?".   She gave me a LOOK!  Then, in a manner that appeared somewhat reluctant, reached into the cash box and gave me the change!   OMG I could hardly belief the last 20 minutes were real!!!!

WOW - the whole experience was unreal.   And then on the way home I was ticked at myself for buying anything!  

The headache is now getting much worse and I am feeling slightly ill.  Stubborn - I don't want to give up on my day.  I go to The Shoe Company.  Hot red shoes or high sexy boots in an inappropriate color will turn things around.  I walked in and the smell of the leather was making my stomach flip - OMG this is NOT a good sign.   Migraine on the way.

Its time to pull the plug and head home.  Just as I was walking in the door a friend called and I almost hung up on him.  I ran upstairs and I spent the next few hours sick, sick, sick.  I swear I lost 7-8 pounds between the hours of 3-5pm.    I spent the rest of the night shivering under a blanket.  Not sure exactly was it was but I am feeling better today.

I guess my hopes for the day were too high.