It Was a Snarly Kind of Day (standard:humor, 900 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Apr 27 2025	Views/Reads: 24/6	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
One of the great challenges for me is patience. I can be patient when everything is going my way, but that is not patience. I need to practice the “slow to wrath” part of my life.

Last week The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage had another one of her
girl days with our daughter and granddaughter. 

Don't let this get around, but it is one of my favorite days of the
year, including my birthday. It's a day on which I can do what I want 
to do. That doesn't come often; when it does, I cherish it and 
celebrate with an Apple Fritter, or two, or... 

Of course, I had some work to do in my office, so I was rather happy to
be alone for the day. Nothing is more important to me than getting my 
work done. 

I planned to catch up on several writing projects in the morning.
Getting behind in a project is easy, so setting aside time just to 
catch up is wonderful. 

I kissed The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage goodbye, got a hot cup
of coffee from the kitchen, and went to my office to begin the day's 
work. I was almost singing as I was getting to my desk. I'm not allowed 
to sing aloud when The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage is home. If 
you heard me sing, you would understand. 

I was getting started, and suddenly realized there was a problem with
the Internet and that my computer was not working. I fiddled with it 
for about 20 minutes and then realized there was nothing I could do but 
wait for the Internet to return. (Grrr) 

Being a little frustrated, I didn't quite know what to do, and then
remembered I had something to pick up across town. I don't like driving 
across town because there are so many idiots with licenses who are 
driving. How these people get driver's licenses is beyond my curiosity. 


I wanted to get there and back as quickly as possible, thinking I could
take advantage of this time. 

I was becoming frustrated because every traffic light was red. I had to
drive and then stop, drive another two blocks, and then stop. I was 
getting irritated by this kind of nonsense. I was trying to take 
advantage of my time to get across town and back home. 

Have you ever been tempted? At one of the red lights there was no
traffic coming or going, and not even any cars behind me. I sat there 
for three seconds, and then I was tempted to drive across the highway 
despite the red light. After all, there's no harm if there's nobody on 
the street and I won't get caught. 

The thought danced in my head as I was about to do that. There is around
here somewhere a police officer watching me, and as soon as I cross the 
line, he's going to pull me over and give me a ticket. Believe it or 
not, it would not be a ticket for the Policeman's Ball. 

I was reminded of a hymn we sing in church: “Yield not to temptation for
yielding is sin.” 

Although frustrated, I sat there and waited for the light to turn green,
not yielding to temptation. 

This was my routine across town. 

As I was coming back, I noticed it was lunchtime. This would be a great
time to stop at one of my favorite restaurants and have lunch. 

When I entered the restaurant, the host seated me at my favorite table.
I've been to this restaurant often, so they knew me. 

My waitress came, introduced herself, and handed me the menu. Being such
a faithful customer I really did not need a menu because I knew what I 
wanted. I cheerfully gave the waitress my order and then she brought me 
some coffee as I waited for my order. 

I sipped my coffee rather cheerfully and was finally happy that things
were going my way. What a day it had been, but now, things will start 
going my way at my favorite restaurant. 



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