Oh What a Sunday

My Sunday  has been a busy one.  It's been good and bad.  I've laughed and I've cried.  Let's start at the beginning shall we?

I get up this morning and start getting ready for church.  I had my outfit all picked out last night and was ready to go.  I look in my closet for my shoes and there it is.  The elusive dress.  I have had this dress for a few years now and obviously when I bought it fit great.  Over the years not so much.  However, this dress is in the back of my closet taunting me try it on every few months to see what's what.  So this morning it was yelling at me to try it on.  I try it on.  IT. FLIPPING. FITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!  (With spanx it fits, but that still totatlly counts!!)  It looks good, the girls are rockin' in this dress.  This makes me a very happy girl!!  I go to church and all is good with the world.

I leave church and run some errands with my dad and step-mom.  It quickly becomes the time I have to leave to meet Joe at the storage unit so he can get some stuff out.  We were supposed to meet yesterday but it was pouring rain, so we rescheduled for today.  I meet him and his dad there.  It was awkward, I am not going to lie.  I mean, how are you supposed to feel when your husband, soon to be ex, is taking some of his junk to his new apartment.  It was weird, but I got through without tears..yay!  I leave the storage place and decide to head on over to the new Target that opened up. Well, it's been open about a year, so it's still new.  They have a much better clothes and shoes selection than the Target by my house.  Glad I went baby!  I found a new pair of heels - see below and a shirt.  The shirt did not photograph well, but it's cute, trust me! 

I was happy the whole ride home and then I get a text from Joe.  He said that his dad was having chest pains and he may take him to the hospital.  It told him to keep me informed.  Got home, ate dinner, started watching tv and I get a call saying that he was in the ER and he asked me if I would come.  I am not going to be a bitch in this divorce.  I still care about him.  So I get back in the car and head downtown.  Half way there he calls crying that his dad is having a heart attack.  I mean come on!  So I finally make it to the hospital (very confusing, downtown B'ham is) and we wait.  Finally after about 30 minutes Joe finds out they are sending him to the cath lab.  We move upstairs and wait some more.  I finally told Joe that I had to leave but to keep me in the loop about his dad and I would check on him tomorrow. 

Whew...I am tired just typing it.  Oh, I think I forgot to mention that I have an interview tomorrow that I still have to prepare for.  I feel like a kid back in school cramming for a test, but I am cramming a whole website about this company!  Wish me luck!