Dia Duzinfernos / A Day from Hell

Eu e a Anita combinamos de acordar cedo pro dia render. Eu tinha um compromisso do outro lado da cidade, iríamos juntas.Na volta, ela ia fazer a prova escrita para tirar carta, depois nós iamos ver algumas escolas.
Anita não acordou na hora combinada. nem por bem, nem por mal, nem com reza braba.
Fui sozinha. Atravessei a cidade, a reunião foi OK, mas nada maravilhosa. Como o meu telefone tinha morrido no dia anterior, eu fui á loja onde comprei tentar resolver o babado.
Para a minha surpresa, os cabos de carregar a bateria não estavam funcionando. Nenhum dos seis que eu comprei recentemente - nota mental pra ligar lá e dar xilique.
Paguei uma fortuna por um cabo original ( quem foi o cretino que mudou o fio do i phone 5?) e voltei pra casa de saco meio cheio.
As meninas continuavam dormindo. Já passava das 2 da tarde.
As 3 da tarde Anita acordou e pediu para ir fazer a prova. Eu, mãe amantíssima, concordei.
Quando estavamos quase lá, ela lembrou que não estava elvando o passaporte.
Voltamos busca-lo. Eu é que não ia dar xilique a essa altura do campeonato. Perdido por um, perdido por mil.
Quando chegamos ao departamento de transito, percebemos que nem ela, nem eu, trouxemos os papeis pra fazer a prova. Papéis esses, que já tinham nos custado horas inuteis naquela mesma fila.
Fomos para a tal fila. Uma hora e meia depois, uma mocinha toda simpatica veio avisar que estava muito tarde e já não ia mais dar pra fazer a prova.
Pegamos a papelada nova e fomos (bufando) pro carro.
Antes de chegar em casa, achamos que era uma boa ideia parar no Mac Donald's e encher o nariz de "comfort food".
A gente merecia, depois desse dia de merda, né?
Compramos os lanches e quando chegamos em casa, o da Anita estava faltando!
Lá fomos nós exigir nosso dinheiro de volta ( pq a fome já tinha até passado, né?)
Pra fechar com chave de ouro, Anita saiu para passear com a Mia e o pai,  e caiu.
Caiu na rua. Voltou toda esfolada, com a perna roxa.

Tem dia que é melhor nem sair da cama....

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Anita and I agreed to wake up early to do all the things we had pending.
 I had an appointment on the other side of town, we would go together and on our way back, she was going to do the written test for her driver's license.
From there, we were going to check some schools.
Anita didn't wake up on time and I went by myself. 
The meeting was OK, but nothing wonderful. As my phone had died the day before, I went to the store to get it fixed or replaced. It is not even 3 months old.
To my surprise, the charging cables were not working. None of the six I bought recently ( mental note to call there and give them hell)
I paid a fortune for an original cable (who was the idiot who changed the i phone 5 charging cables?) 
By the time I got home, I was not in the best mood, as one can imagine.
The girls were still sleeping. Both of them, and it was after 2 pm.
At 3 pm, Anita woke up and asked me to take her to the traffic department. 
I was so tired, I agreed not to create a fuss.
When we were almost there, she remembered she did not have the passport on her.
We went back to fetch it, and drove back to the traffic department.
When we got there, we realized that neither she nor I brought the papers that would allow her to do the test. Same papers we stood in line for over an hour last week.
Off we went, back to the same queue. An hour and a half later, a lady simply informed us it was too late and the tests were going to be postponed.
We went back to the car, feeling sorry for ourselves, and decided Mac Donalds could provide some comfort food.
We deserved it, after this shitty day, right?
We ordered, paid for it and when we got home, Anita's burger was missing!
Another trip to the store to demand a refund, and my mood was deteriorating quickly!!
I decided to stay in. The day was bad enough. Anita, being an optimist, went for a walk with Mia and her father, and she slipped and fell.
Fell in the street. The poor baby came home all bruised.


Some days it is better not get out of bed ....