Monday, March 2, 2009


So, yeah.

Got laid off.

Crashed my car.

My husband took the shitbox to work and left me the big blue diesel truck to pick up my insurance check, run a bunch of errands, and go look at new (to me) cars.

The starter on the big blue diesel truck is out.

I can't go anywhere.

The mister can't leave work and won't be home until 7:00 tonight.

I just called my mom, like a fifteen year old, and asked her to come pick me up so I can get to my eye doctor appointment.

To summarize: unemployed, broke, carless, and housebound.

If anyone needs me, I’ll be in my bed with the covers pulled over my head, weeping.

*Title taken from F*** My Life. Thanks, MJ, for reminding me that there are others just as miserable as I.

No comments: