I have been having the absolute worst week. Every single second of every day something different goes wrong. Something breaks, or an animal makes a mess and when I clean it up another one makes a mess. I was so excited and looking forward to this weekend. John's parents and grandpa had a funeral to go to in southern Kentucky, so that means John and I get the house to ourselves tonight and all day tomorrow. I have been so happy, I love having a quiet house.
But I just got a call. The car his parents drove, the transmission went out. So John's on his way home now, we have to unload 100 bales of hay that are on the trailer, and then John has to hook up the truck and trailer and drive south 3 hours to switch cars. He claims he'll be back tonight, I don't believe him when he says that.
I could go with him but my IBS is flaring up this week too and I won't be able to stop at every bathroom on the interstate. So that means I have to sit here alone possibly all night and completely ruins our whole weekend. I swear I am the most cursed person alive. It's so frustrating because it's not just one or two little things, it's EVERYTHING going wrong for me all week.
I just want to curl up in a hole and not come out.
But I just got a call. The car his parents drove, the transmission went out. So John's on his way home now, we have to unload 100 bales of hay that are on the trailer, and then John has to hook up the truck and trailer and drive south 3 hours to switch cars. He claims he'll be back tonight, I don't believe him when he says that.
I could go with him but my IBS is flaring up this week too and I won't be able to stop at every bathroom on the interstate. So that means I have to sit here alone possibly all night and completely ruins our whole weekend. I swear I am the most cursed person alive. It's so frustrating because it's not just one or two little things, it's EVERYTHING going wrong for me all week.
I just want to curl up in a hole and not come out.
