Thank you to a stranger

Psych discussion was canceled for this week, no work on Tuesdays. Don't have class until noon, and I've been up since 930AM. I've been feeling shitty these past few days (what's new, right?), but I think yesterday was a great turning point.

Lately, I haven't been regulating my emotions very well, but I guess that's the nature of emotions. We shouldn't try to bottle them or construe them in the first place. I've been saying the wrong things at the worst times, and the hole that I'm digging into just keeps getting deeper with every word that comes out of my mouth. I might have even lost a friend along the way.

But anyway, back to my happy thoughts and this magnificent breach of the tipping point.

Yesterday, instead of participating in our household quiet hours, Megan, Alexia and I decided to go grocery shopping. Of course, I should have known things would get better soon simply because Blythe left for a few days (yayy!). Okay, so that might be a little mean, but seriously, every time she's home, I'm in a pissy mood. Life is just easier when she's not around, and I'm not going to apologize for the fact that she fucking pisses me off, all the fucking time. Probably on purpose, too.

Side note aside, we were cruising around the aisles of Trader Joe's, and I didn't really feel like buying anything, so I decided to venture on my own to Safeway.

That in itself was an adventure. Okay, another side story. I wanted a bag of those rice chips, but the kind I wanted was on the very top shelf, and I couldn't reach :( so I wandered around the aisle, pretending to be interested in something within my field of reach, while I waited for the aisle to clear up so I could climb the shelves. Three minutes later, I had my phone and glasses on a nearby shelf and I began my climb (which ended up along TWO shelves because the first shelf was too low and I still couldn't reach. :'(((( Sooo embarrassing. Hope the security guards had a good laugh at the tapes though, I guess. Oh! you may be wondering why I put my glasses down. They're kind of loose because I sorta broke them. I say sort of because I didn't ACTUALLY break them. I had reached into my bag during lecture earlier that day, and out came my frames with one of the legs (arms?) detached. Saddddd day. Alexia superglued them back together though, so they'll work for now. Better than tape, right?

Anywayyy, back to the real story. While I bought my groceries, I told Alexia and Megan that they didn't have to wait for me at the bus (really bad idea). I totally did not take into account how much food I had bought and the (lack of) ease I would have carrying it on the bus. So there I was at the bus stop, fumbling with my grocery bags, trying to fix the bag with the broken handle (may I mention that it's just stupid that Safeway paper bags don't have handles? WTF). Anyway, I was busy and hadn't noticed the bus, but the man at the bus stop (who also bought a billion thing at Safeway) gave me a heads up. He was kinda old, I'm guessing about 60ish or so, but not too old because he had a lot of bags, and I'm sure they were heavy because I saw a LOT of cans. Anyhow, he was very polite, saying "good evening" and "thank you" to the bus driver and whatnot. Okay, so you may be thinking that my life really must suck if that was the epitome of my good day, but it really made my day to have met such a kind person. It just reminds me that life doesn't have to be depressing and that there really is goodness in mankind.

Unfortunately, the nice man wasn't there after I got off the bus, and I was basically screwed. Megan and Alexia had gone home without me, and I didn't have my keys (argh!). Our callbox thing wasn't working either, so I was basically stuck at the front door holding my groceries like an idiot. A hungry idiot. Haha.

So I was at the front door, hoping Megan or Alexia would call me back and come open the door for me, but they didn't. Luckily, this guy who lives on the second floor came and rushed to get the door for me. So nice. :) He even pushed the elevator floors for me and made conversation, albeit a short conversation since he did live only one floor away from the lobby.

Sometimes, small, meaningful gestures are all it takes to make someone feel like the world cares. I really do appreciate what you both have done for me, even if you may have thought it was no big deal. So, thanks.