Someone up there hates me.
In addition to Th'Boy's passport issues it would appear mine is missing. Joy.
Last night I was at a Founder's Day event with my Cubs and (for absolutly no reason)one of my best boys was suddenly and productively ill all over himself and the floor. Not many of the other kids noticed (the room was pretty busy) but he was a mess. I dealt with the floor and one of my male Leaders dealt with the Cub. I'd had some practice earlier as Splat did nearly the same thing as I was about to leave home.
Fell asleep without putting on my CPAP. Over-slept. Found out I screwed up our bank account... lovely.
I waited all morning to find out if Sultry had her cheque from the new job. The car payment was in danger (all because I missed one click last week) and I needed money to pay for Th'Boy's passport. She was supposed to let me know if she had it and as time trickled away I got more and more stressed and angry. I wrote her a really pissy email but deleted it because I was certain there was a reasonable explanation. Sure enough, I get put back in my inbox and there's an email she sent me nearly two hours earlier. Thanks Yahoo.
As I'm freaking out over money I realize I haven't seen MY passport since last month when Th'Boy left it on the table instead of bringing it to me at the Church to renew my police check. Looked for it until I got the abovementioned email from Sultry.
By this point I have to RUN to Mom if I want to save the car payment. I book it to the bus stop only to find the bus redirected AND leaving early. Of course he refused to let me on. Instead I had to trudge to the metro in a near-blizzard.
Got to the Church, talked to Mom, ran to the bank, came back to the Church, gave the passport papers to my Minister to sign and realized after they're done that she's AMERICAN and it doesn't count. Filled out and printed new forms and got Mom to do it.
I'm wet, cold, tired, stressed and feel icky. I have to be at work in an hour and don't feel like going. I have class tonight and it makes me want to cry.
I need chocolate. STAT!
M.