Why when it rains it pours?

Ok.. I realize I don't get on to blog very often, I try to be a good blogger but.. for some reason I just keep having things pop up unexpectedly....like... ummm.. life and crap.

This week is one that I am not sure which it is....life or crap.
I guess maybe just dealing with things on my own just seems to pull me down.

First, I go to go to work the other day and low and behold a low tire... tried to fill it ... won't hold the air... so now I have to put a new tire on the old beast betty.

Second, I forgot that life insurance comes out of the Wolf's account... ooops, that bounced because I forgot to put money in it.

Then, I am at the Wolf's moms house, just ran in for a minute. I go to leave, and as I am pulling out of the drive, I notice a yellow car coming down the road, so I crank the wheel and god help me.... there is a truck parked.... litterally parked in the middle of the road... ooops... again.... yep you got it... I hit it....

So... I go back into mom's ... ask who it belongs to and it is the guy across the road... what I don't understand, he has an empty drive that would hold 4 or 5 cars and he is parked in the road.....
anyway... so, I go and knock on the door. Being the good person that I am to let him know what had happened.
Well Mr. Nasty comes out and is just that nasty.
3 hours later, the police are at my door. Mr. Nasty seems to think that there is more than $1000 damage... but yet it is just a small dent in the front end of his vehicle. Yes, I blew the tail light casing on my van... oops... not a big deal... already priced it out... $34.00... ok .. not a big deal.
Old Betty can give a beating I guess... sigh...

Brat 2 and I finally make it home, the whole time thinking maybe I should just hibernate for the rest of the week for fear of something else creeping up and we encounter Brat 1. She is in a nasty mean mood, and I end up taking the brunt of it... why me... why is that life works like that, alot of bad things happening. I just don't understand....

I held myself together until Brat 1 finally went upstairs... she has no respect for anyone... I have lost faith and hope in her. Once her and her friends left the room. My tears just could not be kept inside...

So, tomorrow, I have to tell Wolf that I beat Old Betty up again... thank god he is in Afghanistan. Although he will probably try to crawl through the computer to yell at me... oh well... maybe I will just crawl into bed and not get out until this is spell is over.

I am tired of it... I need a vacation...
Anyway... time to give in for the night.. maybe tomorrow will be a better day