So I'm playing volleyball yesterday, having a blast. The complex where I work is holding a volleyball tournament. We lost, but it was close. About 25 minutes into the game that I started to feel it. It wasn't an all of a sudden thing, just a niggling thought in the back of my brain.
When the game was over, the thought came full to the front of my head. I was going to sunburn. That's one of those "Thanks a lot Mr. Too Late Now Brain" moments. Sure enough by the end of the day I was burnt, tired and getting kind of pissed.
And then my sandal broke. Those things have been hanging on for years and I shouldn't be surprised that they broke. But when something's been the way it has been for 3 years, that's the way it is, so when it broke I was indeed p.o'd. If there's one thing both Theseus and I can tell you... a sword and a good pair of shows can go a long way.
A Lament for a Broken Shoe
Even now you sit in the garbage bin,
In a fit of rage I threw you in;
But now I sit here and despair
For I could have taken you for repair!
Three years and more you gave to me
How could I treat you so savagely?
Velcro straps to hold in place,
Done up tightly lest I need to race.
I treated broken the same as brother,
Threw them both out, I'll get another
Pair, at some shoe store this week;
For just the right pair I must seek.
Until such time, this is what I do
Sit and lament, for my broken shoe.