The Good/Bad Day

The sun was shining through the patio door. She slid it open and stepped out onto the deck. There was not a cloud in the brilliant blue sky. Not even a hint of a cloud or a whip of mist. It was a perfectly wonderful day. The grass was dewy and the flowers rose their pedals toward the morning sun’s rays.

“Yep, it is a beautiful day.”

The soft soles of her sneakers did not allow much sound from her firm steps as she stomped back into the house and firmly closed the door. She used the same firm steps to the entrance and sat on the steps. She put her elbows on her knees and propped her chin on her tight fists.

The door to her mother’s home office opened and her mother stepped out of the room. “Candice Snider I think there is a problem. Want to talk about it?” Candice shook her head. “I can’t work with you stomping around so you better come in and let’s talk.” When Candice didn’t move nor change her angry expression, her mother came to sit next to her on the step. “What seems to be the problem?

“It is a horrible, ugly, terrible Day. I hate it!”

“Hmm, that does sound like it is a problem. What is so bad about it?”

“Did you look outside Mother?” Candice raised her head and rolled her eyes as she spoke. Her hands waved in the air at the front door. “Just go look Mom, it couldn’t be more awful.”

Her mother could see through the window that there was blue sky. “It isn’t cold today. I

sure you won’t need a coat or hat today.”

Candice threw her hands in the air again and wailed long and loud, “Mother, that is what I am talking about! It is warm today, the sun is out, and it isn’t going to rain for the rest of the week, or even until the end of the school year. AAGGHHH!!

“Calm down Candice Mae Snider. What is wrong with you?”

“Mother, I got that new outfit for my birthday, It is a coat with matching gloves and hat. I can’t wear it now. It is going to be too hot today and I would look stupid in it. Why did you let me buy it?” She wailed again.

“If I remember right I mentioned all those things to you at the time and you said there was still time left to wear it this year and it would still fit next fall.”

Candice stood and faced her mother. “You just don’t understand!” Tears formed in her eyes. “There is just four days left of school. I thought we would at least have a cool morning or rain, but oh no, we have sunshine and hot weather to finish off the school year!” She hooked her back pack over her shoulder and opened the door.

“Why does it have to be so beautiful this week? Why?”