All’s Well That Ends Well

This subject just fell into my lap.  I was unsure what to write about and then this happened.  I am going to my daughter’s house for a little Superbowl get together.  I am meeting her future in-laws for the first time.  So, I really want everything to go well.  I am a bit nervous about it, but now I am pissed!

Last week on the 24th I called our local grocery store to order a vegetable tray and a fruit tray – a little healthy food beyond the junk food associated with the day.  I had a bad feeling so on the 31st I called to confirm my pick-up time for today.  They did not have the order!  I explained again what we wanted, and he said it would be ready at noon.

Today about 12:30 my boyfriend went to pick it up.  They didn’t have it!  He called to tell me this and I was livid!  He said he was getting a manager to speak to, and he would try to work it out.  So, I sat and stewed about it.  Until I saw him pull in the driveway and get the trays out of the back seat.  Instead of being under my last name it was under my first.  What a monumental F-up!  But it all worked out in the long runs or, as they say, all’s well that ends well!

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions #1

Anger

I swallow the lump in my throat

I can feel anger simmering inside

But I do all I can to keep it bottled up

There is no place in my life for anger

I’m the quiet one who never loses control

But inside the anger keeps growing

And one of these days it will come to life

Hopefully I will be ready to handle it