Join Me For A Pity Party…

Ok, I know there are people starving all over the world, folks are homeless, jobless, childless, etc., etc., etc.  I still need just a moment to feel sorry for myself.  I started to tell you about my bad day and then realized it’s much more then a bad day, it’s been bad weeks.  Today is just the straw that broke the camels back and made me feel sorry for myself.

The weather stunk for the first part of today, rain, lots of rain.  I opted for a ponytail.  I took Lyss to school and dropped off her adorable cupcakes that she decorated herself, but forgot to give her money for her lunch account-translates into she ate a peanut butter sandwich for lunch.  Ran around for work and lights popped up on my dashboard, had to have Carl come and look at the car.  Took Lena to work, leaving the parking lot lady beeps her horn and tells me I have a flat tire.  Go to Midas, they have no computers and tell me the wait will be long, would you think five hours long or less.  I thought less, but it was five hours, yes I said five hours for a flat tire.  Did I mention $205 and five hours?  Are you kidding me?  Remember the lights that came on, bad alternater (sp?) so here I sit at 6:30 waiting for Lena who doesn’t get off work until 9:30.  Have I mentioned my bad day?

About Michelle

I started my blog as a way to connect with other paper crafters and of course it has gone a totally different direction. I've been able to share my experience as a mother, my hurt and disappointments over not having a relationship with my maternal unit, my walk with God and how knowing Him has changed me and continues to help me grow into the person I strive to be......
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1 Response to Join Me For A Pity Party…

  1. jhoop says:

    I love a good pity party. Wanna share mine? My Mom is crazy. My mother in law is grieving for a death in her family. My daughter is a lesbian and wants to tell the entire family at the holidays. My son’s girlfriend has broke his heart. My Nat is growing up too fast. My dad is far away. My brothers don’t speak to me. My sister is a mess. My house is dirty. My job is done until February. Caylee is dead.

    Good News: I love my family. My dog is the best. I will work again in February. My meds came in the mail. Adam Walsh and his family can breath easier. I am healthy. My husband is great. My friends understand me. My son comes to me to cry (and scratch his back) After a good cry I can start over.

    I love you Michelle. I will think good things for you.


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