ugh
Ok, I was hoping that todays trip to lethbridge would result in 2 things...
1- A good time away from stress
2- No more new pills
well... my mom and I decide to go to Walmart quick to pick up roll-over for the dog (damn Paris) I am driving down the row looking for a parking spot. I see one, signal, slow down and all of a sudden my mom yells "Melissa! They are backing up!" so I honk, stop the car, put it in reverse and CRUNCH! Well fuck me they hit my car. The hood that I had worried about cuz the paint was flaking, crunch, the grill, crunch. The VW came right out the front. Melissa was not pleased. That makes 3 for those of you keeping track of my police reports.
---and---
Another pill added to my morning cup. This one, he tells me, will help the other one work better. It will either make me feel super wonderful... or I will be fidgity, unable to sleep, paranoid and bitchy, basically what I am now.
In other, equally stressful, news. Hired man rolled the grain truck last night. I spent my evening finding a tow truck and cleaning up seed from the ditch. The tow truck buddy gets there and was like "Oh, I thought I was just towing it in..." "No, remember you asked if you would see it and I said it was the big blue grain truck sideways in the ditch?" "Well I was planning on just towing it in" "On it's side?" "No, I didn't know it was on it's side" "Yes you did" back to cleaning grain.
Gas tank... crushed like a popcan leaking diesel.
$4500 worth of seed in the ditch
Royally effing it up by twisting the shit out of it
Some cows got and expensive snack.
and of course pug was there
It was dark when the tow truck got there... the lights looked neat.
Ugh. Melissa is angry. Most deffinetly gunna explode
Also... he called the house today. uggghhhh...
1- A good time away from stress
2- No more new pills
well... my mom and I decide to go to Walmart quick to pick up roll-over for the dog (damn Paris) I am driving down the row looking for a parking spot. I see one, signal, slow down and all of a sudden my mom yells "Melissa! They are backing up!" so I honk, stop the car, put it in reverse and CRUNCH! Well fuck me they hit my car. The hood that I had worried about cuz the paint was flaking, crunch, the grill, crunch. The VW came right out the front. Melissa was not pleased. That makes 3 for those of you keeping track of my police reports.
---and---
Another pill added to my morning cup. This one, he tells me, will help the other one work better. It will either make me feel super wonderful... or I will be fidgity, unable to sleep, paranoid and bitchy, basically what I am now.
In other, equally stressful, news. Hired man rolled the grain truck last night. I spent my evening finding a tow truck and cleaning up seed from the ditch. The tow truck buddy gets there and was like "Oh, I thought I was just towing it in..." "No, remember you asked if you would see it and I said it was the big blue grain truck sideways in the ditch?" "Well I was planning on just towing it in" "On it's side?" "No, I didn't know it was on it's side" "Yes you did" back to cleaning grain.
Gas tank... crushed like a popcan leaking diesel.
$4500 worth of seed in the ditch
Royally effing it up by twisting the shit out of it
Some cows got and expensive snack.
and of course pug was there
It was dark when the tow truck got there... the lights looked neat.
Ugh. Melissa is angry. Most deffinetly gunna explode
Also... he called the house today. uggghhhh...