Paranoid?

My boss has been in town but was supposed to be busy in meetings today and going straight to the airport, bypassing my office altogether. Instead, her plans changed and she was there sitting across from me all afternoon. I'd had errands that I needed to run for work that were then delayed because I am apparently the only one who knows where the pens are. Where the envelopes are. How to make coffee. What her email password is (no, I'm not kidding).

I was finally free to run my errands late in the afternoon and finished with my last stop at a shopping center right at the peak of rush hour. Not wanting to spend 45 minutes getting home, I decided to wait out the worst of it at Old Navy...

Where I got a pair of brown cords for $7.25! Woo hoo!

Of course, as I was putting on my coat to head back to the car I remembered that my karma has a remarkably quick turnaround (as was just displayed by the boss ambush / bargain pants senario)... oh, and, that the last pair of cords I bought at Old Navy gave me hives...

But I decided that I would be positive and stop expecting the worst to always be around the next corner. I headed home on what were surprisingly traffic-free roads. I pulled into the driveway and cautiously checked the mail box only to find it free of bills and instead containing my new Southern Living and Domino magazines. I hesitantly opened the door only to find two calm, well-behaved dogs. I checked the clock and was delighted to see that I had just enough time to take a shower, put on my favorite hoodie and flannel pajama pants and settle in on the couch with my two magazines right at 7:00 for the only night of good television.

That was instead filled with George W. Bush.