Before we continue the story I'd like to tell you about a few of things that have happened since I last wrote that post yesterday. The first is that I turned 28. Yipee! I don't really care about 28, but I like birthdays. So happy birthday to me! The second is that I weighed in, like I do every Monday night. I would like to proudly announce that I lost 4 pounds this week, bringing my total to 20.8 pounds since December!!! In my opinion, this is freaking amazing and I'm thrilled to death. My goal is to lose about 12 more, but I'm well on my way and collecting stars as I go! The third thing I have to tell you will wait...
So I got to the Plaza District a little early (about 45 minutes early) and while I was searching around in my car (I don't know what I was searching for, so I guess I was just rummaging), I found an old rehearsal CD from the Fellowship Worship Chorus for Christmas of 2006 (as I'm typing this I realized that I was supposed to destroy that CD when we got done with the performance. Oops!). That was the year I had a pretty big solo in this song called, "Night of Alleluias." It was one of those solos altos dream of - I got to sing melody and belt it out! The CD also had music for the Hallelujah Chorus (funny how they're spelled differently, huh?) and another really beautiful song with an equally beautiful title that I can't remember. So I popped the CD in and drove around exploring the area. At one point I came to a stop sign and decided, for no good reason, to turn right. As I was turning right, I saw a sign that read, "Do Not Enter," so I stopped mid-turn. Fortunately, no one was around so I tried to turn around in the middle of the street to go the other way. Of course, with my excellent driving skills, I ended up jumping the curb (not ashamed of that, I do it all the time) and at some point, when I thought my car was in reverse, it wasn't and my sweet little Toyota Camry ran into a telephone pole. Crap. I got out to inspect the damage and was relieved to see that there was no dent, just a big scratch. But dang it, I just hit a telephone pole on my Spoil Me Day!
I didn't bother driving around aimlessly anymore, I just headed back to the Plaza District and parked my car. Justin and Audrey had just gotten to their store, and Audrey was going to come with me to my appointment, so I stopped by the store to take her with me. We walked down to the salon (only a couple blocks), came in, and I told the girl at the desk that I had an appointment with Patty (not really her name). The girl looked at the calendar and said, "Um, no, you're not on here. Let me go get her." Patty came out with a confused look on her face and said, "You told me you were going to call and schedule an appointment. You never called!" At that point I realized that we had miscommunicated. I always pre-schedule my appointments so I don't have to worry about calling. When we had discussed this last appointment, I had told her, "I might not be able to make it, I might have to go home that weekend. But I'll call and let you know if I can't." Apparently she took that to mean the opposite and she erased me from the calendar. Dang it. So now I look like an idiot who runs into phone poles and thinks she has appointments when she doesn't. So the girl said she could fit me in at 3, and Audrey made an appointment for 3 as well so we could be in there together. She gave them her phone number to call in case they wanted to move our appointments up in the day. Then, after we left the salon, she realized that she had left her phone at home. Neither of us wanted to go back in there and look any flakier than we already did by showing up thinking I had an appointment when I didn't, so we just hoped they would try to call her phone. There's only so much embarrassment and stupidity I can take from myself in one day.
So now I have just under 5 hours, and all of a sudden, my entire day is thrown. I can't do whatever I want, can I? I can't go wherever I want, can I? My day has been forced into a schedule where I have to worry about what time it is and what activities I can fit into a specific amount of time. Dang it! Justin and Audrey suggested I drive over to their friends' store a few miles away, so I did that, but apparently they opened at 11 and I got there at 10:45, so they were closed when I drove by... both times. Now what do I do? I sighed in defeat and walked into Barnes and Noble. I didn't look at many books, but sat in the cafe and read one of my own I brought along (part of Spoil Me Day is being prepared. I always bring a book and a laptop in case I decide I want to read or browse the Internet). And of course I had to buy something from the cafe, so now I'm on my second Starbucks of the day, which goes from feeling spoiled to feeling ridiculously unwise with money . I had Earl Grey, so it wasn't quite as damaging as another latte. So there I was, drinking my Earl Grey and reading Catch-22, totally depressed and saddened that my Spoil Me Day had gone down the tubes so quickly.
The day actually got much better after that (at least I thought it did). We had Big Truck Tacos for lunch, which were AMAZING! I'm a huge fan now. Then we came back and hung out at Justin and Audrey's shop for awhile until our appointments at 3. Audrey's hair looked super cute when she got done, although it was much shorter than I had seen her hair in awhile. I was unsure about mine, but Audrey assured me that it was really cute and, "kinda retro." I asked her about 15 times if she was sure, and she said that she was sure; she really liked it. That's also what Eric and Joy said later that night when I went over to their place. They said they really liked it as well, and I went to bed that night with a belly full of sushi and frozen yogurt and a somewhat contented heart, knowing that even though I had run my car into a telephone pole, at least I had gotten a good haircut.
BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE!
TUNE IN TOMORROW (or maybe later today, we'll see) FOR THE THRILLING CONCLUSION OF: CORRIE'S SPOILED SPOIL ME DAY!
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