Me making it through this week was nothing short of a miracle. From Sunday to Sunday I believe that I was struck with every ounce of bad karma that may or may not have been circling throughout the universe. It has taken everything in me to stay positive and continue to carry on but I've had enough. So you know what, f you this week. F YOU.
On Sunday, I tried to drive back to school from a weekend at home with my lovely family. I drive five miles down the road to the gas station to fill my tank up with gas. As I pay my $22 worth of gas, my heart broke with the thought that those 22 dollars could have been a Dominos pizza and lava cakes *cue internal crying*. I then start my car and am about to head off to Morgantown with one of my hometown friends when I realize that my check engine light is on. Of course, the booklet inside my car says "SEEK IMMEDIATE SERVICE" in all caps, in bold, in red. Great. So I drive home, call my dad, and take the other car that I'm so fortunate to have. I get about five miles down the road again and realize that this car needs gas. I pull over and go to fill up and realize that I'VE FORGOTTEN MY DEBIT CARD IN THE OTHER CAR. Wow, literally f me right? Luckily, my mom comes to the rescue and brings me my card and pays for my gas #bless.
Tuesday, I wake up knowing that I have a million and one things to do today. I pack my car with extra clothes for after yoga to dress professionally for the Non-Profit Fair that I had to attend for my service learning class. May I mind you that it was so hot that day. So I get to yoga, do my thing. Namaste ladies. Leave and sprint directly to my car to change clothes and put my makeup on for this fair. In a tizzy, I get stuck in traffic in front of the Mountainlair because well, typical. I then spastically search for a parking spot so that I can get to the Fair before my one o'clock class. Finally, I'm parked and ready to go. I jump out of my car and sprint to the lair in hopes that the non-profit I wanted to be paired with would be there. Alas, NO ONE WAS THERE FOR MY CLASS. Go figure.
Thursday rolls around and I'm like, "Alright, you got this. Wednesday was not that bad!" Once again my dreams are crushed. I REALIZE THAT I HAVE $40 IN MY BANK ACCOUNT AND MY GAS TANK IS EMPTY. Great. Then it hits me that my twin brothers turn 11 today and I start to feel old and sad. I begin to cry because well I'm dramatic and also sleep deprived. So after I'm done with class and my wonderful internship, I go home and take a nap. I sleep through my 6 o'clock class. Just go me.
Friday morning hits and I'm like YASSSSS. PAY DAY - LET'S GET IT Y'ALL! Get to work, only to find that I don't get paid this first time. I have to wait another two weeks. Update: $17.56 left in my checking account. I leave only to get a text message from our house mom saying that we won't be getting dinner on Monday because it's Labor Day. My heart again begins to sink because well, what am I supposed to eat for lunch or dinner. Hello, big mama has got to eat. I slept the rest of the day in hopes of being ready for whatever Saturday had to throw at me.
Saturday morning hits me like a truck at 6am. I roll out of bed and attempt to get my life together for tailgating at 7 for the first home game of the season. All is well again, it's hot as all get out, but it's football season. Who could be sad? I get into the game only to have a total meltdown over the fact that some of my friends had split up with the group to sit in the upper section, rather than lower. So in typical fashion, I leave because well who cries in public? Not me. So yes, all in all I missed the first home game of the season. Literally I'm starting to hate everything and everyone at this point in the week.
Sunday morning, I wake up the happiest of humans because it's the end of the week and I actually made it. I promise that my life is usually not this insane. On a real note, I would love to thank all of the humans that made me existing through this week possible. Y'all are the real MVP's and I could not be more grateful. Stay positive people, you never know what life is going to throw at you.
