My Life is a Sitcom

I joke a lot about how I’m a lot like the New Girl, HEY! I was here first. But this morning I seriously had to keep on smiling and see the comedy in the sitcom like situations going on.  It started off with me putting on one of my favorite sweaters, it’s cream colored and striped and  already has a tiny stain on it I cover with a horse button. Well when going over the final “look down” in my mirror, I saw a nice size bleach stain at the bottom of the sweater. I just shrugged it off and decided to head to work.

When I try and turn on my car, my engine won’t start.  Thankfully I have AAA and on the upside could drink a cup of coffee while I waiting for them. Once Pedro the AAA guy comes he tells me my battery needs to be replaced. Ok, so I replace the battery. By the time the entire process is done. It is 9, the time I am supposed to be at work.  Not stressed, I just get on the freeway to head to work. But my gas tank is empty, so I hop off the next exit to fill my tank.

Then when I was half way to work it started to pour rain, and I am wearing ballet flats. Not exactly the perfect rain shoes.  Walking into work I just felt like I was in the middle of a sitcom. I couldn’t get angry or upset, but just laugh at the sheer “boo hoo-ness”  of it all. Today probably wouldn’t have been on New Girl, but Seinfeld for sure.