When a bad day is really not a bad day....

Everyone has those days.....we call them "Mondays". Nobody died, the mortgage is paid, and everybody is in fair health. It's just one of those days that seems that nothing goes our way. Well, last Monday was that for me. I guess you could say I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Maybe I didn't really want to go to work anyway. Ran by the pharmacy to pick a prescription....it  should have been there days ago and of course it wasn't ready....no big deal (my anti-depression meds will have to wait). I get stood up for lunch. Not too bad. I didn't need to spend the money anyway. You see, there is a positive side to everything. I went across town....running late of course (that can't be my fault---it's Father time....he's always late) to pick up a  real estate sign...they misspelled my name....which is nothing new. I've been Vanessa, Vaneetta, and the worst......Velveeta....but this time I'm Swanson instead of Sansom....Anyway....that's OK....Folks were real nice...just have to make another trip back. Then I get a call from daughter...her breaks on her car have GONE OUT.....yes>>>>no breaks. She was on her way to the Atlanta airport for a flight to Canada. (No,she's not dodging a draft)  She's in the middle of Ross Clark Circle of the big Dothan Metropolis......a smaller version of 285 in Atlanta and just as dangerous (it's those Alabama drivers---they can't read (JK)----but we do have indoor toilets...FYI) A fellow named Devon stops to help out and she limps her car to a parking lot.....Now get this. Within 10 minutes, I'm there (it's the Mother in me) and then my husband (he's the master mechanic).  Well, Devon, our angel from somewhere offers to fix the breaks. My husband goes and buys the parts, another friend, Bill, assist and "waaalaaa"....the breaks are fixed...THANKS, DEVON....whereever you are. I get to go have lunch with two of my lovely daughters while the mechanics do their thing. Then I dash off again to get another sign and I realize my replacement sign is not put together.....needs just 2 screws....that's all. I don't have a drill or the will. I'm thinking the sign will have to wait.....but I promised the seller....I'm a woman of my word. As I'm driving around the "circle"---Low and behold...ACE Hardware comes to sight. I take a chance that help is near. I stop and Richard and Tony come to my rescue. For 20 cents......I get 2 holes drilled into my sign, 2 screws put in and a wet paper towel to wipe it off and to top it off....Tony carries my sign and puts in my car.....IS THAT SERVICE OR WHAT???????  SOOOOOOOO.....when all is said and done.....I had an absolutely wonderful day!