The sun always sets

Last Sunday it took everything I had to not leap out of my skin due to stress, both good and bad of course. I woke up super early because I was excited; the Druid Hill March for the Animals event had finally arrived- and I wouldn't attend empty handed. Dylan had spent the night and was by my side the entire time. He was so well behaved and excited to just be out the house and put to work, by work I mean was allowed to strut his stuff. Soon after I had got out my brother and I were out the door. My ambitions to have my cake and eat it too was abruptly cut sort when Dylan went ballistic at the site of Snoball, I mean like if I didn't pick Dill up he really would have started to get at Snoball. It was unfortunate that I couldn't bring them both. On my way to the park I hit a curb really hard and got a flat tire. That took out at least 45 minutes.. I really considered just turning around and going home after AAA came to repair.
But I didn't.
I made it to the march and had a great time.