Welcome to My Pity Party

Okay, I’ve got 38 minutes to write this blog post.  Why do I only have 38 minutes, you ask?  Well, I have to leave to pick my son up from his high school football practice in 38 minutes. The reason I have to pick him up is because we had to tow his car back to the house today, and it’s looking like the transmission is shot.  So, I’ll be driving my car with the shaking steering wheel out to pick him up. Why is my steering wheel shaking, you ask?  Well, because there is steel belt showing on both of my front tires.  I have been telling my husband for days (maybe weeks) that I was noticing the shaking in the steering wheel and he told me repeatedly that it was not shaking.  My husband is a great guy..he really is.  He will give a person the shirt off his back (and I’m pretty sure he has literally done that before), he will help anybody out in any situation, but I wish he would have listened to me.  I finally had to shoot a video of my steering wheel to show him what I’ve been talking about.  He works over 50 hours a week and then helps everybody else out.  I don’t really understand how he does it.  He works nights and should be sleeping days, but rarely gets much sleep.  Today he spent the day towing back my son’s car and then renting an electric sewer snake to work on unclogging our sewer, which screws up at least once every 6 weeks.

Life Isn’t All Roses, Sunshine, and Candy Sprinkles

Sometimes life just sucks.  I’ve spent the majority of today hosting, as my dear sister Lorna would have called it, my own pity party. Feeling sorry for myself…why does everyone else have nice homes, nice cars, money, sewer systems that actually work?  Why do we always try to do nice things for others, and yet it seems to be the assholes of the world that have all the good things come to them? Okay, not every one of the people with luck and goodness are assholes…but today I chose to only focus on the assholes. Many are nice people that deserve nice things.  That is my usual way of thinking, when I’m not hosting a pity party. Hold on, I need to slap some sense into myself…..

All Better Now..

Not really, but if I tell myself that enough I might be.  Oh, also..today was supposed to be a spoooky Halloween recipe post.  One person sent me (well, tagged me in a FB post) a recipe.  The thing is, I need pictures.  I really wanted people to send me recipes and pictures of Halloween things they had made, but they didn’t.  I was going to go buy some stuff and make a recipe that I’d seen on Pinterest, just so I’d have a spooky recipe with a picture for tonight’s post.  But, I’m not doing it tonight.  I’m tired, I’m grouchy and it would probably turn out like crap anyway.  Maybe next week.  Maybe somebody will send me one.  Somebody…anybody? 🙂

As I was driving down the road, crying to myself about the shitshow that seems to be my life right now, I decided to concentrate on what I DO have instead of what I DON’T have.  I decided to say a prayer of thanks for the good things in my life.  Health. Many I know are fighting health battles right now and my problems are truly just insignificant specks compared to what they are going through.  You guys know who you are.  You rock, you really do!  Family.  I love and appreciate all of you. Friends.  I love and appreciate all of you, too. Housing, transportation, jobs….the list goes on and on.  

Lastly…

I really do appreciate everyone that takes the time to read my stuff, even when my stuff is a big ‘ole rant about the crappiness (is that a word?) of daily life struggles.  It’s all good, it really is. 🙂