Murphy’s Law
:shake:Ever have one of those days where it seems absolutely nothing goes right? I think I’m having one of those months or years, it seems. But today has really kicked my behind, it seems.Â
I’ve been in a real funk for most of this month. I’m thankful it’s almost over, but I’m hoping February is better because I don’t think I can take much more of this. I was pretty sick last week. I missed almost the whole week of work, plus some of my classes. Being sick sucks anyhow, but I’ve been depressed on top of it and it has really put me into a deep, dark place. I’ll put the rest behind the cut for those of you who just really don’t want to hear me bitch, rant or complain.
I didn’t feel like doing anything the last week. The only thing that really saved me from doing absolutely nothing and just laying in bed and sleeping was trying to get this website functional. It kept my mind off of some things that are really bothering me but that I can’t do jack shit about. The only thing worse than having things not go your way is not being able to change it or do anything to fix it. So that’s where I’ve been–feeling like nothing is going my way at all and that I can’t do anything about it. Most of the time when that happens I at least have something I’m looking forward to that keeps my mind off of it, but I didn’t have that luxury this time and I think that’s why I got into such a deep funk. I’m not really out of it, either, but I’m hoping keeping as busy as possible, working on this website, working out like a maniac and doing everything I can so that I don’t sit around thinking and brooding about things will keep my mind off of all the crap until it either gets better or it doesn’t bother me as much. One can only hope, I guess.
Yesterday I finally decided to get out of the house and do something halfway fun. So I went to play poker up at the local bar since they have it there on Sunday. I couldn’t get cards to save my life. 3 times when I really had much of nothing and I folded, I ended up folding what would have been the winning hand. I folded a straight, a flush and 3 of a kind, but of course I didn’t know that at first. I was playing at a table where you couldn’t really bluff anyone either. I managed to make it to the final table, but barely. I had to go all in on one of the blinds and ending up winning it. Then the blinds went up when we went to the final table. Everyone drew cards to see who got the dealer button and yours truly ended up with the big blind, which once again put me all in since it had just went up. I lost. That’s the kind of stuff that’s been happening to me all month. Wrong place, wrong time. Putting my foot in my mouth. That sort of thing…
So we come to today. Hubby took the truck to work because the Honda managed to lose compression in one of the cylinders when once again, I was driving it. So it’s down until we get a new engine. If something is going to break, it will be when I’m driving it. More on that in a second… So he took the truck. I had to either take the motorcycle or the Demon. It was going to rain today, so I took the Demon. I spent 15-20 minutes this morning trying to get the damn thing started. I messed around with the carb some and managed to get it started and to work without further problem.
At lunch, I needed to run to the bank and to put some more gas in the car. Once again, it takes me about 15 minutes to get it started, which isn’t normal. I get ready to pull out onto the main road and it conks out. By this time the battery has started to die so everytime I try to start it, it gets slower and slower. Now I’m blocking traffic somewhat and I can’t get it to start. I’m about on the verge of tears at this point, wondering what the hell it is I did to anger the gods. I turn it over one more time and it starts. I rev it pretty high to keep it going until I can get to the gas station. I don’t turn it off, but instead pump the gas while it’s running.Â
I realize as I head out of the gas station to turn onto the side road to wait for the light that my brakes aren’t working right. In fact, they are hardly working at all. Now, all of a sudden I have to mash the brake pedal all the way to the floor to get the car to stop and it’s very slow doing so. Once again, I don’t know what on earth I could have done, but if something is going to go wrong or break, it will do it while I’m driving it.
So now I have to try to make it to school, hopefully without getting into an accident. There are no seatbelts in this car, either. Then I have to drive home about 20 miles or so and hope that no one just pulls right out in front of me because there is absolutely no way I can stop quickly. I will be driving like an old person going home. All I want to do is get it home. I’m not sure what could be wrong with it. The brakes were fine until I left the gas station. Now I’m on the verge of having no brakes at all. WTF? I didn’t call hubby because he is down south and can’t really do anything and I’m sure all he’ll do is bitch and complain that I have a ‘problem’ with machines, which is what he has been telling me lately. I think lately my luck has sucked major ass. I can go for years and not have a problem with a car or a machine, but if it’s going to break, it seems to do it while I am the one driving it and it always seems to happen at the worst possible time.
Somebody please tell me that February is going to be better…Â :(
Talk to the Cat
Comment by Lorena
# February 1, 2006,
Oh, jeez, sweetie. Hey, February WILL get better! I don’t know how, but it will. It has to.
Hugs, you.
Comment by chelle
# February 2, 2006,
Wow!! I’m sorry you had such a bad day (month?)
Things will get better…….just hang in there 
I’m sorry you have been sick. I hope you are feeling better now. I had it took..in fact, most of January I was sick with something. It sucked. Now come to think of it..I’m glad January is over too!! LOL Feb is gonna be a good month….I can feel it in my bones!! It’s a short month too….so we have less days to worry about it..hehe Hang in there girlie. and thanks for the comment on my blog. And yes…my friend does have ADD…..and I know this!! It’s hard to deal with as you well know. 
Comment by Catgirl
# February 2, 2006,
It’s very hard to deal with. I haven’t really had to deal with as many kids with ADD, but I’ve had friends and acquaintances that have it, but don’t realize it. I tried to help one girl. She took the ADD quiz and kept saying, “oh this is me all the way”. I gave her a book to read, which she never opened. She never even tried to help herself. You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make them drink. Maybe one day she’ll figure it out.
Then my best friend is married to a guy who has ADD and he didn’t know it either. When she kept complaining to me about what he did or didn’t do, I started to see myself in him and all the complaints hubby has about me were the same ones she was complaining about that drove her nuts about her husband. She was ready to divorce him. I calmly explained to her that I think I knew what the problem was and that it could be helped. I started telling her everything about my ADD and the experiences I’ve had and the next thing I know, she is wanting me to talk to her husband and help him in some way. I wasn’t too keen on talking to some man I had never actually met about such sensitive topics, but she is my best friend and I did it for her. Right away, he and I hit it off like old friends. We understood exactly where the other was coming from. Maybe because of that, he did listen to what I had to say. Whether or not it stuck with him, I don’t know. We ADD types tend to get really gung ho about some new project or new solution, but it fizzles out very quickly, especially if we aren’t getting noticed or the attention that we seem to want so badly. We always have the best of intentions, but it seems we digress somewhere along the way.
I take medication and it’s made a world of difference for me. Still, it’s not a cure all or a miracle drug. Every day I struggle with different aspects of my ADD. Mostly I have problems in the social arena. I was never popular in school. In fact, most people thought I was weird. It hurt me to be so ostracized growing up and it tends to make me crave more attention now since I didn’t get much then. I kept myself busy in school though. The busier I stayed, the less I thought about how unhappy I was.
I think if they had known about ADD back then and I could have started treatment years ago, I’d be in a different situation in my life. But I suppose it’s better late than never. And we do have SOME good qualities, if you can stand to be around us long enough to discover them. :biglaugh: