One Hell of a Monday

It started off innocently enough – with a classic breakfast that I hadn’t enjoyed in quite some time: a chocolate cherry Smoothie In a Bowl.

A banana, cocoa powder, frozen cherries, almond milk and ice cubes topped with the remnants of a Kashi cereal told nothing of the day that was to come.

I quickly packed my lunch – leftovers from Azteca, the Mexican restaurant I visited over the weekend.

A veggie enchilada and vegetarian beans made the perfectly portioned midday meal, and better yet, one that required no effort to assemble!

This chick was in heaven by 11:30. Yes, I really do eat lunch that early. I also eat breakfast fairly early, so my stomach is ready for more deliciousness before noon even rolls around – and who I am to tell it no?

Unfortunately, after leaving work, I came home to a sick puppy. While The Sick Puppies may be a great band, being the mommy of a literal sick puppy…not so fantastic. Suffice it to say…I don’t think her belly appreciated her breakfast as much as mine appreciated the smoothie.

The real scare happened, however, after Haley had been taken care of and I ran to the store to address the precariously empty black hole that was my refrigerator.

Unfortunately, unlike most Northerners who have actually become accustomed to driving in the rain, most Floridians completely choke behind the wheel during a downpour. Rainstorms are quite common for Spring in Central Florida, so the inability to focus with the windshield wipers on completely blows my mind.

Just as I had pulled onto my exit from the interstate, a car in the lane next to me decided to pull over into my lane, completely oblivious to my car. I honked yet he continued to slide over, and I swerved my wheel to avoid being hit. At that point, my wheel locked up and the tires began to skid across the slippery road. My car spun in three complete circles as I helplessly tried to straighten out the steering. I had never experienced this, so I gripped the wheel as tightly as possible and held on with a death grip, hoping that the absence of oncoming traffic would continue until I was able to regain control of my vehicle.

What surely couldn’t have been more than twenty seconds seemed like an eternity to me as I prayed not to end up in the ditch – or worse, in an accident. Thankfully the road was relatively empty and I was able to get the car back in my lane (and facing the correct direction!) before another car slammed into mine.

Thank you, God, for guardian angels who can fly as fast as I can drive!

I’m ready for a nice uneventful Tuesday…fingers crossed that I have a less heart-pounding experience to share in tomorrow’s post!

When was the last time you had a major scare (of any kind?) And what time do you eat lunch?