They tell little girls that when a boy picks on you it's cause he really likes you. I'm not sure if it is, but if it is true then God REALLY likes me! Yesterday I had a migraine and needed to go to the doctor for a shot. I left work and went home to wait for my grandma to give me a ride. While I was waiting my cat Ende came over to push her way onto my lap. This is something she normally does but today she threw up all over my pants and the floor at my feet. The smell normally wouldn't have bothered me but I had a migraine so it made me sick too. I was still gagging as I was scrubbing the carpet and I thought to myself, "my cat sure doesn't chew her food very well." My grandma showed up just as I was finishing. She drove me to the doctor and still had her sunglasses on in the waiting room. When I pointed this out she told me she had just come from the eye doctor and had a laser procedure done on one of her eyes so she had to leave them on. Hmmm. I looked around the waiting room and right across the room from me was a man who was trying his best to hack up a lung. Probably his left one. What made this funny was that he was sitting under a sign that read, "cover your cough. Masks available at the front desk." He was not wearing a mask. The other person was a lady who was drooling on herself and laughing. She seemed to be having a good time. I was thinking about my sister wearing her helmet to her bachelorette party because she wanted it to be that much fun and I was wanting to start wearing a helmet daily because I wanted my life to be that much fun that a helmet was required. Turns out had I been wearing a helmet I would have fit right in here. I was waiting for my shot from 11:45-2:00. I hat the doctors office. It smells. I get my shot FINALLY! and my grandma drove me home where I passed out for the rest of the day. I felt as though God was taking time out of his day just to mess with me for his own amusement. That's when me and Denise decided that if he wasn't picking on me that would mean he didn't care. He was definitely picking on me so I must be one of his favorite people and that's a comforting thought.
Today God showed his love for me again. Denise sent me to pick up a vaccine for one of the orang kids. The vaccine was at a pediatrician's office. They have the worst parking lot ever and it's always full. It took me 10 minuets to find a space. There were two spaces open so I parked in the one that wasn't full of shattered glass. I went in and told them why I was there and the lady told me to have a seat on the bench and they would bring it right to me. 10 minuets later they brought out the vaccine and I walked to my car. Where are my keys? In my car. Door locked. God loves me. This was not the first time I had locked my keys in the car and after the last time my grandpa had hid a key up under the car so I wouldn't have to call for help and wait. I got down on the ground, in the broken glass, and began looking for my spare key. My grandpa never does anything half ass. This includes securing the key. It took me forever to get it off. I finally did and was able to open my car and get back to work. I am a great source of joy for the people around me. God picks on me because he likes me.
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