This is a no good horrible very bad day.
First, I wake to a job half-done by husband man, and this makes me cranky, but not in an overt, I will now tell you that I'm cranky kind of way. No, this was a private cranky. But husband man, somehow sensing the impending crankiness, assumes that it is an entirely different brand of cranky altogether and thus begins to press me about the cause of said crankiness. When it comes out that his half-assery is the cause of said crank, shouting ensues. No good horrible morning.
Then, I head to the vet with Miko puppy, who had a small tumor removed from her leg (for a gazzillion dollars) last week. She needs to get her stitches checked, and it shouldn't cost any money, because we were assured that the follow up would be included. However, she needs an antibiotic shot because the incision looks a little sore, and a doggy anti-inflammatory, for a total of about $75. What? People Tylenol is $4. Why is dog Tylenol $35?
THEN I go to Trader Joes to buy carby things because I am, after all, in the midst of a stress-free taper, but NO! It is NOT STRESS FREE! Because at Trader Joe's I am overdrawn and need to call husband man to transfer money from checking to savings. VERY BAD!
To top it off, I go to pick up Kiernan from school and we stop to get some seltzer and gatorade (we're a house of seltzer drinking people - what can I say?) and it's overdrawn AGAIN. On like a $19 charge. WTF??? And it turns out some mystery automatic payment was actually taken out fo our account without my knowledge because my husband set it up that way without telling me, and we is BROKE ASS MUTHAS. Mostly because of the gazzillion dollars to the vet, but also the husbadn unemployment thing. Which blows. Stress free my ass.
And now, I'm about to cook a pork roast, which I don't particularly care for, but which husband man bought several days ago and has not yet shown any signs of cooking, so I feel obligated to do lest it spoil (and therefore dump more $$$ down the drain.) Bah.
Horrible, no good, very bad day.
2 hours ago
1 comments:
breathe.
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