The vibrancy of the color, the gorgeous fabric and the amazing scarf all worked together to draw her inside for a closer look, which lead her to a dressing room and finally to the counter to take it home. As she left this chic boutique she realized her mood had changed. It happened without notice. Later that day, when all was settled and it was time to go home, she thought about The Lingerie Shoppe and how, if she hadn't gone in, the obstacles of the day would surely have overwhelmed her. She went home, tucked in her boys and slipped into her new On Gossamer chemise confident that tomorrow would be a better day.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
"That's not good enough!" she screamed as she hung up her phone and walked out of Another Broken Egg in Mountain Brook Village. Her day had not gotten off to a great start. She woke up late this morning, so the rush that was getting two sleepy, irritable six year old boys to school was all she could take and her mood and attitude showed it. She had planned to meet her best friend for breakfast this morning, but as the waitress was pouring her coffee her phone rang...she was to eat alone. Her frustration became fire within her stomach; this was not going to be a great day. She had been awake less than two hours and already wanted to climb back underneath her plush comforter and drift away. She ate her breakfast in silent thought, attempting to calm herself and think positively. Just as she exhaled what she thought was the last of her bad attitude her phone rang for the second time...it was work. There was a problem with the drapes for a client. She knew that she was cutting it close with this client; this was the third shipment of these particular drapes and they had to be perfect. Her reputation as a decorator was at stake. The news that there was a problem coursed through her veins like hot lava and she exploded...the attitude was back. She fumed out of the restaurant and crossed the street to her car. As she was stomping up the sidewalk towards her car, something sparkled out of the corner of her eye. It stopped her in her tracks.