It could always be worse...

There are certain times in your life that are a bit more tumultuous than others. I have been blessed with such a time at just this very moment...err, timespan...

As it happens, just last week I broke up with my boyfriend. All around, this was a good choice. I hadn't been really happy for the duration of our, albeit short-lived, relationship. I never truly was myself because I felt like he did not and would not like the real me. I had already found he felt me to be too "goofy," which is unfortunate, because it is true. Well, it's true in that I am the biggest goofball you may ever happen to meet, but not true in that I do not think it is even slightly possible to be "too goofy." If Goldilocks were looking for a goof, I would be her "just right!"

This, essentially, is why I had to end our relationship. I do feel bad if I cause him any sort of upset, but a girl's gotta look out for her best interest, and by gove, I know I did!
However, he has not made it very easy. With continued contact, and sob stories (a.k.a. excuses), detailing that he 'isn't always like this,' it has been very emotional. I do know I did what was best, but that doesn't really make it any easier.

Then, when driving home this past, most beautiful, Friday...my timing belt broke in my car...at an exceedingly busy stop light. Thank goodness a random stranger stopped and helped me move my car safely to the side of the road (i.e. he did it for me)! Now I am car-less, and staying with my parents so I can still somehow get to and from work. It is essential that I successfully generate a pay check, so that I may pay my mechanic for fixing this beast. Who needs to eat anyway? Am I right, or am I right?

THEN, as I am now staying at my parents, I took the opportunity to launder my filthy clothing. I had, I will point out, been missing my Ipod for several days...despite this I neglected, even after hearing my mothers voice inside my head to "always check your pockets before doing laundry," to look and empty out the contents of any and all of my pockets...as such I laundered not only my clothing (for free!) but also my recently-lost-but-now-found Ipod (for free!).

I had, ahem, what one may call a bit of a, well, just a tiny little, insignificant break down. The floodgates opened and I cried, and I cried, and it was, I must say, a wonderful realease. I think I may have to investigating doing this more often...

It didn't help that I had just paid rent either. The impending doom of absolutely-not-even-remotely-inexpensive car repairs had me on edge, but then putting absolutely-not-even-remotely-inexpensive technological equipment through the ringer and probably (though I am still holding out hope of survival) killing it dead, and having a recently diminished bank account on top of it all, just sort of...piled up, like the excremental situations they truly are.

This all reminds me of how I kicked off this year...I spent New Years Eve with two friends in NY ou at a local bar. After we rang in the new year with style, class, and chicken wings, we were more than ready to head back to our hotel room. However...we tried calling for a cab, and were told it would be at LEAST an hour until one was able to respond to us. We had a bit of a cab debacle when trying to get our party started initially that evening, and we were afraid such cab treachery (some people stole our cab!) would happen again, and we were not in the mood. We had heard about the 'Alert Cab' program, and seen signs in the bar/club/saloon we were in, telling us to ask our bartenders about the program (which was a free cab for those people who had been drinking, and wanted to make the responsible decision NOT to drive home!). However, our bartenders had NO idea what we were talking about, despite the signs plastered all over their establishment. Harrumph.

Despite our better judgement, we set out on our journey! In the snow. Nay, in heels in the snow! And we walked the mile, uphill, to our hotel. We were exhausted (understandably) and made this our motto: It could always be worse! We decided that if we could make it through that, then we could handle whatever the rest of the year had to throw at us...

So, after the emotional rollercoaster ride gone rogue that I've had the misfortune of being strapped securely into the last 2.5 months, I am, of course, reminded of our motto. And it sure could be worse. But remember universe, that's just a saying, it is not, in fact, an invitation...