My past 24 hours have been hell.
My bookings were going great, I was making great money and I had this amazing trip planned to Texas. I even won 4k off Powerball.
At this moment, I am at home in bed with an ice pack on my ankle. I twisted it AGAIN. So no work till who knows when. No work no money. Well I won money last saturday so I shouldnt have to worry huh? Wrong. My truck decides it wants new brakes, rotars, a tune up, and new tires. With whats left over I can maybe take 2 weeks off.
That trip to Texas? My vacation? Cancelled. The girl I was going to visit down there is angry with me for something I dont remember saying or doing.
This is called the rubber band effect. Everytime something good happens the rubber band stretches a little more until it cant stretch anymore. Then it snaps you.
I'm not a person who cries much but after my friends angry email, I cried. I feel really bad and have locked myself in my room with the laptop. I dont want to go anywhere, do anything, or talk to anyone. I just want to hide.



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for all the down and out, just remember it could be worse!


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