Lately I have been having what one might refer to as bad luck, but in a funny in a few mins sort of bad luck. Last Thursday my tire blew out on my truck, I locked myself (and the boys) out of the house, and my cellphone died all at the same time. Later that evening I almost went to jail for a dispute with David. Friday morning, I hurt up my legs after I tripped over a HUGE flower box. Saturday I broke my flip-flops walking OUT of Wal-Mart, Sunday I had annoying kids, Monday I locked myself out of my office. This morning, I overslept since the power went out and my cellphone was on vibrate, the boys almost missed the bus. Then as I was leaving work, I put a cup of water on top of the car and drove away with it on there. Cup cracked but survived.
I laughed about it all the way home, picturing the fools who walked past my car and gave me funny looks when they saw it, but neglected to say anything about it. I am prone to doing these sort of things.
I love that I can laugh at this stupid crap because it is funny. It is rather annoying, but funny none the less.
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