Today was going to be a good day. Went for the first ride of the year on my mountain bike yesterday, spent tons of time getting to know my daughter over the weekend, and my dog was getting a bath. All that momentum came grinding to a halt when I left for work.
I walked out to my truck at my at my usual time of way to early AM to find that it had been broken in to. I’ve only had the truck for about 4 weeks and it’s still brand new so I was extra pissed about it. The ignition had been messed with and a few things taken, but at least the windows weren’t smashed like the 3 cars parked behind me!
I made the necessary phone calls to work, the police, and my insurance provider and went back in the house to let my wife know what was going on. I picked up my daughter and my anger instantly disappeared. This business of being a dad is pretty great.
I managed to get the truck started and headed to the local body shop, which as luck would have it didn’t open until 8AM. Thankfully there’s a Tim Hortons in the same parking lot.
Tim Hortons and I have had an on and off relationship over the years but lately I had figured out that for the money there was no better cup of coffee around. I had gone through my Starbucks faze and drank nothing but americanos for a couple years but I found out that they have more caffeine than a can of Red Bull. Yikes.
A large double double and a bagel with cream cheese later, the body shop was open and my truck was on the road to recovery. So what point am I trying to make here? When your day seems like it’s headed straight down the crapper at the speed of light, grab a good cup of coffee and start again, it can only get better from there.