Iced Tea

I just got into work. It's 10:18. I have closed the door to my office...well, my office until my dad returns from Africa which is around 9:30 later tonight. That means good-bye big comfy chair, desk to pile my stuff, and a door that I can close to unwanted visitors. It also means good-bye to making my own hours...arg...that's beside the point.

I'm on my way to work and decide that I really need a large ice tea from sonic to get me through this day. I'm tired and just really don't feel like being here. I'd rather be reading my book. (The final book in the series that I am reading, which, by the way, is just as good as the other two.) I pull into Sonic and start to look around and see how much cash I have on me...looking through the purse, can't find the wallet, no money floating around in the car...what??? I have no cash and my wallet has turned up missing! (I should say that yesterday I lost my dad's keys and had a little freak fest while my mom was on the phone with me.) I don't lose things too often so when I do, I don't handle it well.

All I want is an iced tea...large, with extra ice, sweetened to perfection with Splenda...and I want it from Sonic because everyone knows their ice is the best! But no, that's too much to ask this morning! So what do I do?? Have another little freak fest and cry a few tears for the iced tea that I won't have today.

I walk right into the office and close my office door behind me. I really don't feel like talking to anyone today. An iced tea would have made my day so much better...

And here I am, have everything to be thankful for, and I'm complaining about an iced-tea. Some people have never tasted iced tea and I'm complaining about not having it when I want it. This thought just made my day worse...aye.