A day from hell. It was worse than that sweaty-ball-sack-smell.

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Okay.  Seriously today was really rough for me.  It started out alright.  Noodle and I went to the forest preserve and I pulled her in the wagon for just about 3 miles.  We went home so I could change and shower…

(Okay, side note, my dog just farted and it scared her!  She looked at her ass like
“what the hell was that???!!” Hahahahah)

…and then we went back to the forest preserve to have lunch and sit at the lake.  She ran around and I got some good ole writing in.  Tried to clear my head, but apparently it didn’t help as much as it usually does.  We went home and I just went straight into a slump.  I’ve been having a hard time with finances and some other crap and for some reason it just all rained down on me and I tweaked out.

I called my Dad to try and talk it out and calm down and he ended up reaming me out with “I told you so”s and such.  It just made it 10 times worse.  I took my daughter to my neighbors and tried to head to school.  I got there and my teacher sent me home after he asked me what was wrong and I turned all girly and cried.  He told me that my sanity was more important thank listening to him babble for 2 hours.  So after tweaking in the car for a little while, I drove to the forest preserve (yes, I have an addiction) to clear my head.

So here’s the comedy.  I plug my headphones into my blackberry, grabbed my gatorade and got out of the car.  Locked the doors.  Shut my door.  Bam.  No keys.  They’re on the goddamned front seat!!!  So I tried calling the Sheriff’s office (no local jurisdiction) to see if a community service officer would jimmy my car.  Apparently they don’t do that anymore.  *facepalm*  So I found a stick and broke in myself.  Yeah that’s right.  I’m the master at breaking into cars.  With out breaking windows.  Or using helpful things like hangers.  Fucking Owned.  It was even better when the people walking to their car next to me thought I was stealing it.

“What are you doing?!  Get out of there?!”  I managed to get my keys just as the wife was dialing the police.  Ha.  I’m just that awesome.

Anyway.  So I walked another 3 miles and listened to some rise against.  That pretty much chilled me out.  Enjoyed music and nature (two of my favorite things) and just walked.  Coffee with Bryan afterwards got me thinking straight too.  So I’m a little more calm now.

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