Flat tire = Grateful????

Yesterday was a hard day for both Derek and I, but at the same time a great day once we got through it....

We will start with Derek....

Derek is at his midterm period. He had a 12 page paper due at midnight last night and has 6 page paper due tonight. After yesterday of working his bum off to get the paper done he was beat. It was midnight and he has worked 3 straight days on this paper (excluding Sunday, because he doesn't do school work on Sundays) and barely got it done by the dead line. But he finished it and felt pretty good about the paper, so he was happy.


I have had an extremely busy and hard weekend working in the bakery. To the point that I just have wanted to give up. I don't enjoy the bakery... being there at night by myself to decorate cakes, bake bread, clean, and help all of the customers. It is very overwhelming to do it by yourself. Plus this weekend they were demoing bread so I had to make twice, if not three times as much bread then usual!
Last night I got called into the Assistant Managers office at around 8pm. He asked me if I knew why I was in there and I told him "Hopefully because I got the photo lab job!?!" and he said yes! It is official I start in the photo lab at Costco as soon as I get replaced in the bakery, which should be no more then two weeks! I am so excited!!!!!! Oh what a great ending to a not so good weekend.

So I came home and Derek finished and right after midnight we were on our way to get our Filiberto's burritos for dinner as our celebration. I have been dieting and so I made sure to have enough Calories left for a good, probably fattening burrito. As we were pulling out of our apartment Derek rolled down the windows and I told him to listen. Yep something sounded off. I went outside to find a flat tire!!!

We were both so sad and angry because the lighting is terrible in our complex so we didn't want to change the tire and that meant no burritos for us.

Last night I was sad and angry over the whole thing. This is actually the second time this exact experience has happened. Going to Filibertos late at night and a flat tire before we leave the complex.

This morning I got up and was on my way to Walmart to see if they could fix the tire (which of course it can't be fixed) and I realized how grateful I was for this experience. The flat tire happened in our complex, not while we were driving to and from California last weekend. It happened the night before my day off and the morning that Derek doesn't have school. So we had plenty of time to wake up and change the spare in no hurry.

And most of all their is a little piece inside of me (problem the piece that watches NCIS) that thought..."You know Filiberto's is in a terrible part of town. Yes it is only a block away from our house, but the parking lot that it is in often scares me during the day. Maybe it was a good thing we didn't go there last night at midnight!"

I know we make choices for ourselves and whatever is meant to happen is supposed to happen. But this morning I was overly grateful for our flat tire experience!