Worst Week Ever

To begin, I would like to warn you about the rant you are about to read. If pitty is the next emotion you want to feel, then continue on.... If not, walk away & dont look back.

Now I would like to inform you that I will not be a good blogger... I didn't even finish my first blog post, I haven't had any time to let you know how A's going away party went (let alone edit the pictures), & I already have so many other things to do & write about that I'm not sure if backtracking will work out... Blogging will probably end up in the pile of "things that I started but will never finish".  Go me..................


This has been the absolute worst week ever & unfortunately its only Wednesday...

Monday was bad followed by worse..
   To begin I woke up & it was Monday. Mondays already suck because, well it's Monday. Unfortunately this Monday is worse than most because it begins the countdown:( A & I had one week from Monday to get all of our affairs in order, get him all packed up, spend time together, hold each other. One week until he leaves. For 6 long months. Of course that made me cry. I cried so hard I threw up. Crying before 7AM probably qualified Monday as "the worst" already but wait... There's more.
   I had to leave for work earlier than normal to drop off the rent check but between driving all teary eyed, going out of my way, all the traffic lights & the inching traffic on 281 I'm amazed David even got to work on time... Even more amazed I made it on time... Unfortunately I'm doubtful the rent check made it on time because there were no other checks in the box. Which is very irritating because the rent check would have been just as late had I dropped if off after work.
    When I finally got to work, the time clock wasn't working, so even though I made it in on time my time card doesn't currently reflect that. I had (& still have) piles of work on my desk which make me feel like it is going to be highly unlikely to request any additional days off this week. I had to ((use my gas to)) drop off the rent check for work. I spilled coffee all over my desk, calculator & key board.  I was constantly hounded for information, all of which I needed someone to provide for me before I could provide it for those who need it from me. An order I placed was delivered & even though I put the correct shipping address in the Email, the order was delivered to the wrong location... So the only information I had on package was the person who signed for it but since I didn't recognize the signature I had to run around through the business complex & try to locate the package. No luck. FedEx was extremely unhelpful as well... To make everything worse, I've been on my stupid [.]. For 15 days now!!!!!!!!!  After work was better but not great. We slacked off, didn't pack anything, didnt get any alone time, didn't really do anything... I don't know what I expected, but this sure as hell wasn't it.


Tuesday honestly wasn't too awful ((except the part where I dropped my phone in the toilet)) but it's one day closer to the 11th so it qualifies as a bad day..

Wednesday ((or today if you prefer)) has already been a nightmare...
   I know I should be looking on the bright side. I know I have a lot to be thankful for & a lot to be happy about but right now everything seems to be going so wrong. When I type them out and re-read them I know how trivial it all sounds but knowing its trivial doesn't really change the way its all making me feel.

   Why is my [.] lasting so long.. I'm on my [.] because I stress. I stress because I'm on my [.]!
   Why is my face so broken out?
   Why have I gained so much weight?!
   Why do I feel so disgusting? I dont Even want A to touch me... I'm sure that doesnt make him feel too good.
   Why am I so stupid? I dropped my damn phone in the damn toilet!! Now I'm really scared about how A & I will be communicating while hes gone.
   Why do we always wait till the last minute to get everything done?? Call AT&T, Call SAWS, Call USAA, Return/Buy new Tennis Shoes, Laundry, Laundry, Laundry, Pack, Blah. Blah. Blah...


All this stress is making me wanna rip my hair out... I'm going to be bald before I know it.