Off to a Rather Unpleasant Start

It's not even 9:00 yet and I've already embarrassed myself on 3 separate private occasions and once to a global audience. (Yes, this post is backdated - I didn't want my cleverer post to go hidden.)

Of course. Today is the day I meet the new clinical director. Couldn't be on a day like last Friday when I was hearing heavenly voices sing my praises.

No.

It would be today. Wherein I've overstepped my bounds with the kids at home and received a prompt (and appropriate repriment) - I know, if I want to raise kids, get my own pair (believe me, were it possible, I would)....wherein I've nearly backed over the sprinkler heads AND barely missed hitting my sister's car....wherein I was texting and knocked over an elderly woman...and wherein I wielded my professional power for personal reasons and became the humiliated party on the radio. (Since I recruited Big Guns assistance, I have already received a reprimand about exposing persons of class to embarrassment for little or no purpose - lucky for me, I'm a peon. I'll take the fall and the real powers that be will go on unaffected. It just means they won't rally as easily for me next time - I wasted a use of the genie's lamp and now look like an utter fool.)

All of this upset has me thinking about the White Knight in Through the Looking Glass. I read Lewis Carroll's book in college. I know the rumors and suppositions - but he at one point wrote that the White Knight was his most autobiographical character. In many ways, I feel endeared to Mr. Carroll for that reason. The White Knight bungles about the book. He bursts on the scene at the exact moment that help is most needed but then fails to provide even the smallest amount of intervention. He's too small for his horse, too big for his sword, and too clumsy for battle. Even his intentions seem too large or small for the given occasion.

So, like the White Knight, I continue my dangerous amble through the world. Today I'm drowning my disabled sorrows in chocolate and trying to hide from the world as much as possible. At least, when the rest call with their reprimands, I will be able to receive them within my quiet corner of the world.