small miracles

ever had one of those days that everything goes wrong?  where all you want to do is sit down in a nice dark little corner and cry?  where you would give everything you've ever had just to stop the day? today was one of those.  but i must say, i must be growing. must be turning into someone......better....  because everytime something happened that was not in my favor something else also happened.  something that made me smile. even if it was a small smile.
last night Craig (my supervisor in framing) gave me a list of things to get done today.
1. condense the clearance aisle to 2 panels for the new frames
2. unpack the 145 boxes in the back room into carts
3. get all the frames up on the clearance aisle and then to the top caps that are available
*have done by 5 pm*
 it took me 3 hours to condense that aisle.  only to find out from my boss that HE didn't want it done and that i needed to re stretch it out. O_o  a few minutes later...crash.. a frame fell off the shelf and shattered.  as i cleaned up the mess....yup....split my finger open. bled all of the floor.  i cleaned up the even bigger mess and as i came back to the aisle i look up.  there's Cathy, my most awesome cousin, just waiting for me to notice her.  i took a break and laughed with her for a few minutes.  it was so good!
after that i headed back to the backroom to keep working on those stupid boxes.  those boxes made me sick or something.  some of the boxes where covered in black mold.  i washed my hands all the time but as time went on i started to get sicker.  i was almost throwing up, i couldn't see straight, i just felt... wrong.  i took a break and started to feel better.  just then Mylan walks up to me, "Good mornin Little Miss!"  i just looked at him, "You alright My?"  "Why of course Little One!"  "But you just said, 'mornin'.....it's past 3!"  "Yes, i know, but it's morning somewhere right?!"  i couldn't help but smile.  and he even came to help me go through the boxes. :D
and the best part of the day?  my shift was over.  i was walking out the door.  stress in the form of tears left my body. i had lost it.  long day, too much stress and i didn't even finish the list that Craig left for me.  and right there, just waiting for me, my mom.  what an amazing thing.
more little things like that happened through out the day but i wont bore you with those stories.  i guess i'm just trying to say that the darker the night, the brighter the stars shine.  even the faintest light can be blinding.