I've said it before:
When it rains, it pours.
This week has been what school calls "Spring Break," but if you ask me, it's been more like "Let's see how much we can do to make this week not so fun for Lindi."
Mr. Wonderful left this past Sunday for Chicago for work.
What originally was a week long trip has turned into two.
To make matters better, we were supposed to go to Tunica to meet his sister and brother-in-law for a fun trip to what we were calling our "Tortuga."
Now that's not happening AND I won't see him for another week.
...then...
I got into an argument yesterday with someone I haven't argued with in a long time.
I left crying because I didn't want the fight happening.
Positivity. That's the attitude I've adopted over the past year.
It flew out the window yesterday because I got upset, which I promised myself I wasn't going to do anymore because it's not worth it.
...and THEN...
Today, I was going to spend the day to myself, shopping and just relaxing.
Who wants to vote on how that turned out?
If you guessed that something went wrong, you're right.
My car won't crank. Probably my alternator.
And it can't be fixed until my dad gets home, we jump off my car, drive to Auto Zone, make sure that's what it is, and he goes through the hour long process of changing the alternator.
...in other words:
Murphy-3, Lindi-0
Worst. Spring Break. Ever.
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