This day can suck it.
Today was a crappy day.
I started off with a nice big fat fight with the huz. I feel like shit. I made him feel bad, and hurt his feelings. It was completely unintentional, and I am so frustrated and upset. How can I sit here and happily blog away, and yet when it comes to trying to explain what I feel, or what I really meant to say during an argument I can never find the right words. I HATE fighting with my husband. He is my best friend. Not talking all day has been torture. I like calling him up just to say hi or to tell him something random.
Then the kicker. I lost my car key. We have no food in the house. I have some chicken and a piece of fish and some milk and juice. That is it. I don’t have any rice, veg, potatoes, flour, bread, etc. The list goes on a while. I have been waiting for Friday for days now. I had some unexpected expenses last week and my household funds did not stretch as far as they usually do. Combine that with some bad luck and a bad week for the huz, and things were kind of sucky. Because of a technical error in dispatch, he didn’t get a student this week. No student means no fancy raise. And then he got a really crappy run (he needs 2500 miles a week for us to be sitting pretty- he got 1900) and soooo. Yeah. Not a good week for us. Bad luck.
So I needed to go to the store. And… My key is gone. Vanished. I’ve looked everywhere. I even went through the garbage, which I am still feeling twitchy about. I have a sneaking suspicion it went down the crack in the floorboards I found whilst looking for the above mentioned key. WTF. How did I not notice the GIANT GAPING CRACK in the floor- conveniently placed beneath the table where my purse lives.
I am filled with self-loathing right now. No key. Angry huz. No food. Messy, ransacked household. I couldn’t pick up Tina, which made me feel really bad because she filled out a weekend pass to visit me. My friend Lorna is coming over tomorrow and my house is a wreck.
I feel like shit.
How do I not have a spare key? What is WRONG with me, that I never thought “HEY! An EXTRA KEY to your ONLY car when you are living alone with FOUR CHILDREN might just be a good idea?”
Yeah.
