defeated

The title says it all. That's exactly how I felt.  The other day Megan and I went to IF and we were going to fly a kite. That's not how it worked out.  We first found this small, sweet looking kite.  It was the kind that was a half circle at the top and square at the bottom which fanned out into about a dozen tails.  The first hint at disaster should have been recognized upon opening the kite.  It didn't even have string with it so I had to find some on my own, also the only thing to hold its shape was a flimsy, brittle looking stick. 

Needless to say, the kite didn't fly.  In fact it didn't even come close. The kite barely made it out of the back yard before it fell apart.  I mean not only did the stick fall out but the entire tail section of the kite dislocated itself from the rest of the kite. Bogus.  So we went back inside to find another kite.

We then decided to borrow this huge monstrous 3-D kite from my little bro. Colin.  The kite was supposed to look like some kind of kid on a skateboard, but I thought it looked more like a pirate ship, whatever.  The words "some assembly required" don't even begin to represent how difficult this thing was to put together.  The entire kite came smashed in a tube that was about a yard long.  It took entirely too long to put this kite together. Probably close to half and hour.  That's way to long for kite assembly. Not only did it take way too long but it was not easy. I don't know how kids are supposed to be able to do that kind of stuff.

Anyway FF >>>>> now we're at the park and trying to get this kite up and things are not going well.  We spent probably an hour on this kite and I think the longest it was ever in the air at one time was out 45 seconds.  We tried everything to get the kite up and no success. 

Now back to the title. That's how I felt, defeated.  Usually I'm good at most things I do or even try. And I've had a lot of experience flying kites, I'm not exactly a kite rookie. But for some reason there was nothing I could do to get that blasted kite in the air.  And Megan was great, she just laughed a little at the defeated look on my face and cheered me up with a hug.  Oh well maybe next time I'll get a real kite. None of this 3-D or half circle junk, psh.