Not My Ideal Tuesday

Prior to getting out of bed this morning, I was excited to start the workday since I was going to the Union South jobsite. It is always a nice change of pace to get out of the office for a few hours and be on the site. I should have known the day might not turn out to be as great as expected, as I took my first step I realized I could barely walk with out pain and discomfort. I hobbled my way to the bathroom and all I could think about was how stiff and sore I was and that I was far too young to feel like this. However, this is pretty typical ever since the dreaded half marathon I ran in August. I am pretty convinced that this was my worst athletic decision of my life and that it aged my body by about 50 years. After all, I ended up with a tendon tear in my foot, tendonitis, a baker’s cyst in my left knee, which I can no longer straighten without pain, and an appendectomy. Damn you Bri for coming up with this idea after a few too many beers at the Terrace. Never again…Never again…Anyways, I did my morning salutation yoga poses and was ready to start the day.

The first of several mishaps occurred shortly after I got to the job site. I was only going to be there for a couple hours so I opted to park on the street rather than pay the $10 parking ramp fee. I found a row of open curb space about a block from the jobsite. Perfect! I noticed that there was a sign about 30 feet away that said “No Parking from Here to the Curb.” I interpreted that as no parking between the sign and the nearest curb, which was about 15 feet between my car and the sign. Figured I was good to go and headed to the job trailer. Mistake number 1 ensued and I paid the price with a $30 ticket. Anybody else ever misread this particular traffic sign?

The second bummer of the day happened when I stupidly picked out a piece of lemon meringue pie. They had about 20 different pies at Market St. Diner in Sun Prairie, which was a great place for lunch if you are ever in the area. I decided on the lemon meringue pie. Why? I still don’t know why. I don’t even know if I like lemon meringue pie. A couple hours later at the office I pulled it out of the fridge to give it a try. Instantly I am overpowered by an egg smell and taste. Naturally, I gag because as most people that know me are aware that I despise eggs. I have not eaten one since I was 7 years old, plus or minus a year or 2. Needless to say, the uneaten slice of pie ended up in my garbage can. However, there is some consolation, I couldn’t choose just one slice so I ended up getting 2. I am waiting for my mouth to “unnumb” so I can fully enjoy it (see below).

Lastly, perhaps the worst blunder of the day involved my trip to the dentist. I had to get two cavities filled, which didn’t overly excite me, but I am odd and don’t really mind going to the dentist. After 45 minutes of drugging, drooling, and drilling I was ready to get out of that place. As I am walking out, my kind dentist asks me what color fillings I want for the next 2 cavities. I looked at her shocked and was like hmmm, this is odd why would they ask what type of fillings I want for future visits. Where is the positive thinking in that? Are they just assuming I will have cavities? I quickly explained to her that the last time I was there, I had been told that I had only 2 cavities. Apparently, they made a mistake and I will now be going back in 2 weeks for 2 additional fillings. Fabulous! Maybe this is when I join the rest of civilization and start dreading the dentist.

Well, as you can see Tuesday wasn’t great. I am sure looking forward to Wednesday, as Laura and I will be participating in our first Restaurant Week experience here in Madison. Ruth’s Chris here we come! Salad, filet mignon, and dessert all for $25. Can’t pass that up.

Over and out,

The Bean Spiller