emotions.

What a wacky day. Either the impending snow or the presence of a full moon this week has everyone acting all crazy.

I decided to book the Car Share today last minute to run to the mall before my prenatal appointment this afternoon. I decided I needed real french fries and also a comfortable outfit to wear in the hospital after this little girl comes out.I walked over to the parking lot and the car wasn't there. hmmmm?  A half an hour came and went and the Car Share was no where to be seen. Peculiar. This has never happened before. I called the office, cancelled my reservation and came home. They thanked me for my patience and understanding. No biggie. Once I got here though,  I thought, no, god dammit, I want fries. I went online and booked the car that is a little bit further away and thought, well, I could use the walk.

A successful trip to the mall, delicious (large size) fries supreme and one unfortunate episode where I sneezed and accidentally peed my pants (uncomfortable....) and I'm on my way back downtown to park the car and walk to the hospital for my appointment. As I'm sitting at the 4 way stop at Queen & Morris waiting for the pedestrians in front of me to cross the crosswalk I hear the guy behind me beeping his horn. I look in my rearview mirror and realize he's freaking out at me, waving his hands and just laying on that damn horn so aggressively that everything has stopped and everyone is looking at him. I gave that asshole the finger like I have never given anyone the finger before, assuming at some point here he would realize that human beings are crossing the street and I'm not about to hit them?? Nope.... in the amount of time it took 2 able bodied people to cross the street that jag laid on the horn. I began to drive through the intersection and he floored it, not waiting his turn at all at a 4 way stop and just tailing me through the intersection. Side note, at no point in time here have I stopped giving him the finger. I was wishing and willing that there was some other way I could tell him off while operating a moving vehicle. The finger today was just not cutting it. So buddy tails me all the way to the parking lot and just for added emphasis lays on the horn once again as I turn in to park my little blue honda fit with the words CAR SHARE and flowers emblazoned all over it. Seriously. It was, by far, one of the strangest driving experiences I've ever had. And came so completely out of the blue that I"m still kind of hazy about the whole thing. From there, I parked the car and started to walk. Then I started to cry because that asshole hurt my feelings, and I was so upset to have just encountered so much anger and nastiness directed directly at me (and maybe the pedestrians, I don't know). And all I could think of was, I hope that shit drives his car directly into a cement wall. And I don't want to feel that way. That's not helpful. AND, it's so cold out today. It was a cold, long, hard walk and that asshole made me all tense and stressed.

So I'm all in my own little sad and confused world as I'm walking (I'm assuming the hormones are at play here?? Seriously dude, I'm 9 months pregnant) and I hear someone yell out, "Congratulations on your upcoming baby!" I look around and a homeless man is standing directly across the street from me, smiling and waving at me.  Wow. Snapped back to reality and humanity just like that. And it's so cold out today and doesn't he have more to be upset about than either myself or jag in the white car? Yes, I think he does.

What a weird day.