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  • Murphy's Law is the only constant in the universe!

    ”Everything takes longer than it should; nothing ever goes according to plan; and if anything can go wrong it will, at the worst possible time.” - Murphy's Law

    Kirchoff's observation on Murphy's Law - “Murphy was an optimist.”

    It should have been a cakewalk. Take the van to Sears Automotive to have the tires rotated, return a dress at one store, a pair of socks at another, pick up some supplements on sale at Walgreen's, get my hair trimmed....yeah, that was all. Left the house at 10:20, should have been home by 2:30 at the latest to get my workout.

    Walgreen's was on the way to Sears, so I stopped in to get the supplements. One down, four to go. Got to Sears Automotive at 10:40, figured an hour, maybe one and a half. I mean, no real work to be done, just rotating and checking tires. Walked across the mall parking lot to do some window shopping and get a little exercise. They had my cell number, told them to call me if they were ready before I got back.

    I wandered through the men's department at J.C. Penney's, checked out a new kitchen gadgets store, eyeballed the lingerie on the mannequins in the window of Victoria's Secret, chatted with the sole employee on the floor of Pro-Image, went through the selections at Macy's men's department, wandered past Santa looking all bored on a weekday morning with no kids in what appeared to be a warm costume, browsed through a couple of jewelry stores and ended up at Maui Wowi, a new Hawaiian coffee and tea shop for a Kona Coffee. Very friendly gal behind the counter told me her coffee was the best in town and attempted to upsell me to a pound of beans instead of the regular beverage I was getting. Good salesperson. Good coffee.

    Finished the coffee and looked at my watch. 11:45. So I decided to wander over to Sears Automotive to see how far along they were. As I crossed the parking lot, I noticed the van was still where I had seen it when I left. Not a good sign.

    I'll spare you the details of a very unpleasant and totally unsatisfying experience, but I finally got out of Sears Automotive at 2:45. So much for the schedule. I managed to make it to the first store to return the dress, only to discover I had the wrong receipt, and after the very patient manager checked the purchase, discovered the dress (which had been purchased in March for a granddaughter to wear to Michelle's wedding who canceled) was past their return time. They would give only 50% of the price back, and only in store credit. Okay, second snag for the day.

    I decided that today was probably not going to be the right time to travel all the way to East Peoria to try to return the socks, especially since it was now almost 3 and the traffic was beginning to thicken up. Scissors, the place where I normally get my hair trimmed, was on the way home, so I headed there.

    The day brightened up and I received exactly the cut I wanted from Reba. A very pleasant and cooperative young lady who helped to make my day a little brighter. Thank you, Reba.

    Needless to say, I obviously had not exercised today. And I still had things to do around the house which I had planned on getting done earlier. Collect the trash and get the can out to the alley for pickup, run the vacuum in the living room, brush out Olivia (a very necessary daily routine with a Shih Tzu, trust me, even one with short hair), a few other minor chores necessary for the daily maintenance of any household. Got them done, changed into sweats, fixed dinner. And I was about a half a thought away from canceling the workout for the day.

    So here comes this little voice from deep inside, saying “Really? You really going to let it slide?”.

    Finished the workout at 7:25. Complete therapy exercises, ab workout, and 30 minutes on the Gazelle with Enya helping me to stay focused.

    Commitment or Compulsion? It is what it is, I guess.

    I hope you all had a blessed and glorious day.

    Fred
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