My afternoon into evening.

Took the dog in to the vet not knowing why her owner wanted her to go in. Picked her up to have her poop in my car. Had a door slammed in my face resulting in my tumbling down the stairs backwards. In place of an apology, received accusation of always making her feel like she does everything wrong. This turns in to my being yelled at for fifteen minutes by a thirteen year old girl. 

Hear that there is more to be fixed in dad's surgery than initially expected.

Go hang out and watch basketball with the guys, have guacamole and sopapillas for dinner, eat chocolate, and go home to relax on the sofa.

Thanks to my sweet friend for the reminder that the good in my life is so much greater than the little bumps.