It's a new year and this is a new blog post! I'm doing my best to remain positive this year, and this year is raging back - saying, "I CHALLENGE YOU to keep that unnaturally cheerful disposition in the face of all I'll give you, AND raging pms." You're right, you're right...I am not a particularly cheerful person, but I am generally capable of finding the good and/or humorous side of whatever is going on. It's been getting increasingly difficult, though. Last Monday I was really not looking forward to going back to work. Having only one day off was insufficient and I was cranky. I got to the parking lot, picked up my purse, and noticed that it had cat puke all over one side. Awesome, right? The next day, the hot water heater broke. I can survive one day without a shower, and without killing anyone as a result of not having showered. At the end of that day, I was boiling water on the stove and preparing a lovely 6-inch bath for myself. This went on for a while. Please keep in mind that, with raging pms and not nearly enough chocolate on the face of the earth to calm me, saying that I was unkind would be an understatement. Looking back, I'm not sure how some people survived. Friday morning I finally got a wonderful shower, and thought that just based on that, the whole day had to be excellent. And then the dreaded monthly visitor arrived. 19 years and I still whine... Anyway, I had things to do! I had to go get a storage unit so that I can re-do Oliver's room, I needed to shop, and I wanted to take Oliver to the library. We made the rounds, but at some point I managed to lose my coffee, so we had to go back to Starbucks. Convenient, I guess, because I also needed some produce and a bag of coffee for home brewing, and Starbucks is in Safeway. I always park way out in the middle of nowhere, partially because walking across a parking lot IS exercise, and partially because I'm terrible at parking. This came in very handy when Oliver and I got back to the car...loaded it up with even more groceries...and the damn thing wouldn't start. I am so glad I have AAA. And so glad I parked in bfe, so that the tow truck could get to us... The tow truck driver was nice... Oliver thought the whole process was a huge adventure...and the fact that I wanted the car relocated to the railroad tracks and lit on fire was met with many laughs (though all concerned understood my frustration with the thing). It didn't go on the railroad tracks, and there was no ceremonial burning... but it does have to get a new fuel pump. :( I really need to buy a car.
We stayed home yesterday, to avoid anything else going terribly wrong. And also because we don't have a car until Monday afternoon. Oliver got all mucusy and fevery about half way through the day. The only really good things that happened were...um... well, the Red Wings won (always a good thing)...and I made some pretty awesome fried pickles.
Today I woke up with a massive headache. I still have the headache, and have taken motrin... and there are still tears streaming down my face because it hurts so much. My ears are stuffy. My eyes feel like they're going to pop out of my head.
Such a fun week.
At least I'm getting this out of the way early in the year.
But I think I need to lay with my eyes closed for a while...
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