I’m in a bad mood today. Could be post holiday doldrums, could be post move letdown, who knows. I decided that rather than stick around and snap at everyone for everything, I would break the cycle, get out and try to attitude adjust.

What could be better than to head out to a local eatery with a good book and enjoy a nice relaxing lunch? And it did seem to help. I even declined the waitress’ invitation to try an extremely tempting bloody mary – opting instead for the more sensible virgin mary. And it still helped. 

Even though it is 18 degrees out I decided to take a bit of a post luncheon stroll. I found myself in a local gift shop and selected a few choice items. Feeling even better now!

Time to head back to the office. As I reached my car – the one parked at the meter I had just recently stuffed with coins, I saw the bright color of a $16 parking ticket. &*%%#$$%&!!!

Never before had it occurred to me that a parking ticket was the price of supporting local retail establishments. Somehow, in an economy where every store is offering deep discounts to stay afloat, it seems as though we’re sending the wrong message when we encourage folks to hurry back to the car or risk getting a parking ticket the second the meter clicks off. Not to mention the fact that whatever fallout occurs on my end – it’s on your head Ms. Meter Maid!