I promptly left work at 1:45 pm, which is very early, even for me. The plan was to race home: Pack the car with small mountain of climbing gear staged in the living room, meet our Home Depot Chica at 2:30 for a bathroom remodel project, swing by A to Z Kitchen to talk about getting new cabinet doors, then race up Boulder Canyon and start working my project and for Jill to start working her project for as long as we could stay…THEN…meet up with some out of town friends for drinks and maybe dinner.

Typing this all out I should have known that today’s plan was doomed from the start because that is really way too many things. We were a few minutes late for our Home Depot thing but it didn’t matter because our girl was tied up with an older couple and probably had been for a long time before we even got there. Always the optimist we looked at clothing washers to bide our time, after 30 mins we decided to tell a co-worker to tell our girl that she needed to call us to re-schedule, we left feeling like we wasted a chunk of time..which we did. Ok, one fail

Next on the stop was A to Z Kitchen (note: Not sure why we even thought to go here because they did screw up our kitchen and pushed back our schedule by 4 weeks, forcing us to move in with no kitchen counters…or sink). So we walk in and the place is dead, there wasn’t even background music playing on the show room floor, I do finally find a lone worker in a back office, tell her what I am looking for and what price I want to pay…she tells me that is not something she can do…ok fail two.

So we are sort of in a bad mood, had wasted an hour of our day (I did forget how much time is wasted in the re-model process no matter how small). But, we need gas first because the car is very low. Every gas station was either packed…for some reason everywhere was packed it as 3:30pm on a Thursday, gas stations are all full and every light has cars lined up for blocks…third fail.

Jill and I have a rule that if we get three fails then that’s the worlds way of telling us that our plans are not meant to be and we don’t force them. So we went back home, unloaded the car and accomplished nothing. It’s not an adventure until something goes wrong and everyday can be an adventure in its own way. Now I just have to learn how to stay positive through it 😉