zonked
Update from last mood post: I talked with a friend, she talked me out of feeling responsible for the entirety of society's actions, and then I took Tuesday off work to boot.
Today 3 things went wrong:
1) Husband wakes up at quarter to 6 with stabbing pain in back, is taken by me to hospital, is now on ibuprofen and muscle relaxants for what is hopefully only a severe (hah!) muscle spasm, and not a herniated disc.
2) I got to drive home from my mother's place, tired, and was almost lulled to sleep on the highway by the silence of everyone else being tired, asleep, or in severe pain added to the white noise and soft music. Seriously, I had one of those little eyes-closed microsleep jolts, which terrified me in to being quite awake for at least half an hour, whereupon I requested more upbeat music.
3) I ran over the curb at Taco Bell, our "let's just grab some quick food because we're tired and in pain" fast food option, and blew the front right tire. And then we changed the tire together, only he rtfm'd and I did the work, because, well, see number 1. O wait, I missed a step between blowing the tire and repairing it: I burst into tears.
Today 3 things went wrong:
1) Husband wakes up at quarter to 6 with stabbing pain in back, is taken by me to hospital, is now on ibuprofen and muscle relaxants for what is hopefully only a severe (hah!) muscle spasm, and not a herniated disc.
2) I got to drive home from my mother's place, tired, and was almost lulled to sleep on the highway by the silence of everyone else being tired, asleep, or in severe pain added to the white noise and soft music. Seriously, I had one of those little eyes-closed microsleep jolts, which terrified me in to being quite awake for at least half an hour, whereupon I requested more upbeat music.
3) I ran over the curb at Taco Bell, our "let's just grab some quick food because we're tired and in pain" fast food option, and blew the front right tire. And then we changed the tire together, only he rtfm'd and I did the work, because, well, see number 1. O wait, I missed a step between blowing the tire and repairing it: I burst into tears.