Sh*tty Situation......

A typical Wednesday night - no kids and the entire  night to myself!  Awesome!  My plan - go home to change into workout clothes, go to Target to buy shampoo, conditioner and female products we can't live without, head off to the gym, and then call Jeff on the way home to see what he wants for dinner (even though I already know the answer - meatball sub from Subway).  As I get home, Jeff is there with the tech from DirectTV, because the last time he went to Best Buy he had to purchase something and apparently our DishNetwork was not good enough (a story for another day).  It did not look like it was going well.  So, I hurry to change clothes, tell Jeff I'm leaving to Target, ask if he needs anything and tell him I'll call when I'm done at the gym to see what is for dinner.  I make it to Target, purchase all the list items, and a few other things.  As I get back to my car I think, do I really want to go to the gym?  Of course not, so I decide to go shopping.  My 15 year high school reunion is Saturday and Lord knows I have nothing to wear.  I go inside the mall, drag myself into the Buckle (mistake #1), spend way to much money (mistake #2) on clothes I probably won't wear in 6 months (mistake #3), walk back to my car with this sick feeling I shouldn't have just went to the gym, and as I approach my car see purple bird crap ALL OVER the hood of my car.  Let me emphasize this had to be a very large bird.  I have NEVER seen this much bird crap in my life and it was PURPLE.  Really?  Now I'm really sick!  I call Jeff to see what he wants for dinner, shocking - Subway.  I drag myself there and when I get home I tell him to go check out my car.  He comes back upstairs laughing, "Did a taradactyl crap on your car?"  I'm so glad you find it amusing Mr. Ruch!  I think someone was trying to tell me something...stick with your Plan ...you should have taken your rear to the gym instead of shopping (don't tell my husband I said that..he already thinks I have plenty of clothes).