Next, you'll tell me that your name is secretly "Julio"

My life really has become a 3-ring circus.

Firstly, I had a week long stomach bug, was well for 2 days, then came down with the flu. I started to recover from the flu & came down with a sinus infection from which I am still recovering. I attempted to return to school yesterday despite the fact that I am still ill. I slept through almost the entirety of my Book of Mormon class (which I love) despite my efforts to remain attentive. I was reawakened by the dismissal of our class, meandered out into the hall, laid down against the wall & promptly fell back asleep to the backdrop of plodding feet, interspersed bells, and a kind oriental boy politely whispering in a foreign tongue on his Bluetooth beside me.

Secondly, I dropped my cell phone in the washing machine & it has unquestionably come down with schizophrenia.

Thirdly, the power cord on my laptop went kaput minutes after I nearly drowned my cell phone & I won't even begin to describe the nightmare it was to find another one.

Fourthly, I made a seemingly simple appointment for today to get my windshield replaced which turned out being anything but simple.

9:00 I show up for my appointment. They begin work on my car.

9:25 The owner of the shop comes out & informs me that they have removed my windshield, but that the glass supply shop in Salt Lake City forgot to put my glass on the truck

9:35 I am told that the truck is leaving from SLC at 10 and everything will be completed within an hour to an hour & ½.

11:55 The glass truck still has not arrived & I am on the verge of being late for the 1st day of my block class.

12:00 I am informed that the driver didn’t leave SLC until 10:30 & he is 15 minutes away, the exact time that my class begins.

12: 25 The glass arrives.

12:55 My car is finally completed. I am given many apologies, a certificate for a free inspection, & a $5 coupon for a local Italian restaurant. In the meantime, I have organized all the magazines in the lobby by title, date, & genre & filled out the entire address book in my planner just in case my schizophrenic phone decides to bite the dust entirely.

1:15 The School of Family Life calls me. “Where were you today? Do you want us to give your spot to someone else?” “NOOO!!” I insisted. “It’s a long story, but basically, I hit crisis mode today & I’ve been stranded at my auto glass replacement center for the last 4 hours.”

& that is the honest truth.