One nail in my tyre or one speeding ticket away from losing the plot.

The mushrooms were pretty damn good.  That was today’s highlight… the mushrooms that I had with my breakfast.  And it all went downhill from there.   Sometimes I think I’ve gotten used to shit raining down from on high….. 

Car accidents. 
Hormone problems.
Back pain. 
Family dramas.
More girlie swot problems. 
$1000 of unexpected expenditure this month.
Blah blah blah-de-fuckin’-blah…

I’m sick to death of my own internal monologue which seems to do nothing but bitch and moan about how shit everything is atm and what on earth can go wrong next.  I’ve had one of those days today where the shit no longer feels like it’s dropping from on high, but rather it’s flying in sideways or perhaps it’s being flung at one by petulant monkeys.

I had a teeny tiny chip in the windscreen that happened when Mr K drove back from Canberra.  $109 to fix the little chip and I counted myself lucky because a new windscreen was around $240-290.  TWENTY FUCKING MINUTES after leaving the windscreen repair guys… I hear a loud noise and notice that I now have a four inch crack in the middle of my windscreen!!!  And no where near the little chip that was repaired.  There was no one in front of me and no one coming in the opposite direction – I don’t think a rock or anything hit the windscreen ?!??!  It’s a fucking mystery crack…

That four inch crack was more like a seven inch crack by the time I got home and called them saying… ‘Hey does this sort of thing happen often?’   To which they reply ‘Nope. Never heard of that happening before… you’ve just got shit luck huh?’   So guess what?  I’m likely going to have to shell out the $300 to replace the damn thing on top of the $109 I spent on the repair today.

Add to this a futile one and a half hour phone call with my mobile provider, an old argument resurfaing about recreational drugs, a twenty minute wait in the queue of cash poor sick people at Medicare this morning, an inability to pay some bills online this afternoon because the fucking online registration system the company has set up is too fucking cunning to be understood!!!!  And I’m basically in my ‘flee now and save yourself’ mode.

In that past I have done just that – flown the coop and regrouped…. only now I have no where to go.

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