countessmouse | Bah Humbug

I’ve been having a pisser of a week. On Monday, I discovered I had set my alarm incorrectly and woke up half an hour late (thanks to the noise made by my neighbor yelling at her kids), I ripped the hem out of one leg of my pants and had no time to go back home and change, the changes in the weather had me feeling congested, and I had to go back to the grocery store 15 minutes after I got home to retrieve the sour cream they left out of my bags. Oh, and with the end of the year coming up, work has been particularly difficult.

Tuesday was marginally better, but yesterday

count_gunthar discovered that he has to work the day after Christmas, which completely blows our plans to spend the holiday and my birthday together with my family in New Orleans. I haven’t been home much over the last six months and spent Thanksgiving in Dallas, so I really need to see my family and spend some quality time with them. The only way for this to work is for Gunthar to stay home, by himself, while I drive to New Orleans on my own. It’s a horrible choice and I am not happy about it in the least. To say I'm disappointed is putting it mildly.

See the post below for yesterday and today’s misadventures with the leaky washing machine.

It is with great trepidation that I wonder what new disaster will befall me tomorrow. I don’t dare speculate, for fear I’ll bring it on myself with the wonderful luck I’m having. I hope Mom doesn’t want to go gambling while I’m visiting, because I don’t want to go near a casino until I get rid of this bad karma.

I need a drink.