This past week started on a very high note, only because the husband and I had such a wonderful time together last weekend. Unfortunately, the week ended on quite a down note, and it’s still sliding down a hill with the force of an eighty ton snowball down the side of a mountain.
The good:
- My Tuesday night 8 ball team won in the semi-finals. We went down to the wire, winning things in the last match. Many thanks to my team captain, who managed to kick some serious ass.
- Things at work picked up slightly
The bad:
- Work came to a screeching halt on Wednesday.
- Hubby and I ended up spending over six hours in the emergency room on Thursday. I had taken the day off from work, since I had nothing to do. We didn’t get out of the ER until 12:30 Friday morning. Hubby has spawned YET ANOTHER kidney stone.
- Friday, I was so dead at work, since I didn’t get to bed until around 1:30 in the morning. Plus, I didn’t sleep a wink. The boss let me go early. I was in bed and unconscious before 10 PM Friday night.
The ugly:
- Stupid me stepped on the scale. I swear, if I don’t stop eating, I’m going to have to start taking weight loss supplements again. This is getting ridiculous.
- I BROKE MY GODDAMNED TOE LAST NIGHT. My left foot is freakin’ killing me, and it’s about six different shades of purple and black. I guess it’s true…I am a Baltimore Ravens fan from head to toe!
The so bad I’m wondering how it is I haven’t shot myself in the head yet:
- I made hubby’s car payment via bill pay last Sunday night. On Tuesday morning, I realized I paid the WRONG freakin’ company. I accidentally sent the payment to my old CLOSED account that I had for my 2001 Civic. After much back and forth with both banks, I’m just waiting for the money to be credited back to my account so that I can attempt to make the payment to the RIGHT company.
- Hubby’s car payment is really, REALLY late.
I swear, some days my stupidity knows NO bounds.
