It was almost one of "those" days

Our three foster kittens

My morning did not start out well.  I was sure it was going to be one of those days were everything goes wrong, all day. 

Got up on time this morning and jumped into my normal routine.  Part of my routine is to clean the litter boxes (we have three cats our own and we are currently fostering three kittens), something I do every morning.  But today I noticed one of the kittens had "missed" the litter box.  Not a big deal, except the mess leaked under the mat that the litter box sits on, so I ended up having to clean the whole area in addition to the normal stuff.  This put me behind on time.  Which normally wouldn't be a big deal, but today is my weigh in and meeting at Weight Watchers so I need to leave the house much earlier than my usual time.

Get that mess cleaned up, Hubby helped with getting the cats and kittens fed and watered, then we realized one of the kittens had an eye that was all gunky (to the point she couldn't open it), so we had to work together on getting her cleaned up enough to get medication in her eye.

By that time, I'm running behind and don't have time for a shower (thank goodness I took one in the evening), so I gather my stuff and off to the meeting I go.

I knew it was not going to be a good weigh in because I've had a bad week (yes, I can blog all about starting anew, but apparently I have trouble actually doing it!) and I realized that in my frenzy of the morning I had drank my 32 oz of water, which I don't do before weighing in.  So on top of my bad food choices, I'm sloshing around with my morning water intake.  But, I faced the scale, accepted the weight for what is was, paid my money, and sat down in my usual spot.  Then I reached for my mug of tea.  No mug.  No tea.  I forgot to make it before leaving the house. 

Luckily, things went smoothly while there.  I got to visit with friends, the meeting topic was brought out some good discussions, and I felt a bit renewed and ready to face the new week.

Arrive at the office, start to settle in and realize my phone is nowhere to be found.  I was pretty sure I had it when I left the meeting center, but not positive.  And the way my day had been going, I was starting to think I left it at the center... or it fell out of my pocket on the way into the office and had gotten run over by a truck. 

I ran back to my Jeep and breathed a sigh of relief.  It was in the cup holder, safe and sound. 

I made some tea, got the caffeine rush.

Went for my morning walk, and got the adrenaline rush of being outside and visiting with co-workers.

And I realized I felt good.  Felt better than I had in several days.  The rundown, sleepy feeling I'd had since Monday was gone.  I was alert and focused.  So maybe not a bad day after all.

I had a 10 am dental cleaning.  Not a big deal for most people, but I've had dental problems in the past, so going for a cleaning usually means a follow up visit to repair, fix, or add something.  This has been due to my own bad hygiene and because family genetics that cause dental issues.  Today though, the hygienist complimented me on my clean teeth (Yea!) and there was nothing wrong so no follow up needed (Woo hoo!). 

Then my 11 am work meeting went smoothly and was able to come with a simple solution for the customer's needs.

It was during this time that I realized, I was having a good day.  Not one of "those" days.  Things started off rough, but I persevered and things got better.  I could have let the morning fiascos ruin my whole day, but instead I focused on the positive things. 

So it's not one "those" days.... It's one of the good days!