Today I really had a bad case of the Mondays. Can I get a do-over? Not that I really want to replay another Monday. My preference would be do-overs on weekend days only. However, today went from bad to worse before I even left the house and then it just snowballed from there.

I’d say my day started out crappy, no pun intended… but I did intend the pun. You see the toilet clogged. Not my best work, but it’ll do.

And then I stepped onto the scale. Optimistic that I would get the needle moving in the right direction. Unfortunately after 2 weeks, I am still hovering at the same weight.

Upon arriving at work I see one employee dragging another into the breakroom. I figure they are horsing around. Nope. One of the guys was injured on the job. And there goes 2+ years of being incident free.

Heading out of work for the day and I discover that my car has a flat tire. I stop on my way to the gym and get the pressure back up to where it needs to be. When I do make it to the gym, I hang my coat in my locker, open my gym bag and realize that I didn’t pack any shorts. So I throw my coat back on and head out. No workout today, unless I can squeeze in a run before dinner.

As I walk back to my car I can hear the air leaking out of the tire. I call Anne to see if she can pick up Matthew as I now realize I am going to need a new tire (it had already been plugged once before). I’m now headed to put more air into the tire and then – BOOM – it blows out. I’m actually thankful it happened when it did. Otherwise I may have been driving down I-70 at 80mph and then changing a tire on the side of the highway in the dark.

Instead I am now throwing on the donut tire in the parking lot of the outlets and figuring out in my head how much this is going to cost me.

On my way home I make arrangements to have the work done at Mr. Tire close to the house, but they are going to have to squeeze me in between appointments. Unfortunately they make the dreaded mistake (in my book) of over-promising and under-delivering with their time line. At one point they inform me it will be “just” 15 more minutes… 45 minutes later I am pacing around and just wanting to get home.

Now I know it sounds like my day was nothing but complaints. However there were some positives.

I discovered a funny writer, Joel Stein, while waiting at the health clinic for my employee. He wrote a hilarious piece about the Kardashian fiasco that some people call a marriage that had me laughing out loud. He writes a column in Time magazine called the “awesome column”.

I was able to make it home and see Matthew before he went to bed. He was all smiles and turned 8 months today. He actually seems genuinely excited to see me – always!

I spent some quality time with my wife watching Rafael Nadal search for love on national TV.

Guess who's the bachelor?

It’s a train wreck that cannot be stopped. I believe that made up for everything that went wrong today. Ladies and gentlemen… this is the last rose of the evening.

So perhaps I’ll take it back. I didn’t have a bad day after all…