Monday, July 14, 2008

In keeping with the "why me?" theme, also known as the "it never rains but it pours" motif, or perhaps the "universe is fucking with me" idea...

I am covered in poison ivy. Head to toe, mostly on my back. I realize that an itchy rash is hardly on par with losing another baby, but that combined with everything that happened last week (i.e. the whole truck-getting-towed, me-getting-stranded saga), added to the fact that I just spent over three hundred dollars getting the air conditioner in my car fixed only to have it NOT working any better than before, and I feel like throwing in the towel. Can't I just crawl into bed with my cortizone cream and my benedryl, and stay there a week or two?

2 comments:

Bella said...

Yes - you most certainly can. I will see about arranging for a personal chef and maid so that you need not worry yourself about those trivial matters.

Rachel said...

Oh boy. Something seems to be in the water in Virginia, cuz my life is turning to hell in a handbasket rapidly too.

So sorry about the poison ivy! Yikes.