Today was a total failure in the "adventure" department. I got up early and drive two hours to meet friends so we could go out to the coast and wander a bit, but an hour into my drive I got a tiny aching feeling behind my right eye. 40 minutes later I was spewing my breakfast on the side of the highway. I made it to the rendezvous point with a full blown migraine.
I gave my friends my snacks and a stupid $4 coffee that I hadn't even had a sip of and then found a parkking lot to take a nap in. I took some advil, spewed it back up and then slept like a rock for 2 hours on the side of the highway.
It took me until 6pm to make it back home.
In feeling better now but I walked in the door to a big neon sign with "Danger!" written all over it because the BF tripped on a hazard we have been harassing the landlords about for 6 months and out a big hole in the floor. Now there are building inspectors and lawyers involved.
If my fairy godmother is out there she must have gotten lost. Here's to Monday being better...tomorrow promises to be a downer as well since the ex won't let my boyfriend take the boys for Easter even though the parenting plan says it's his turn. That woman....grrr.
At least I've got my pjs and my "soft shelled" tortoise Pubert and nothing important to do tonight.
I gave my friends my snacks and a stupid $4 coffee that I hadn't even had a sip of and then found a parkking lot to take a nap in. I took some advil, spewed it back up and then slept like a rock for 2 hours on the side of the highway.
It took me until 6pm to make it back home.
In feeling better now but I walked in the door to a big neon sign with "Danger!" written all over it because the BF tripped on a hazard we have been harassing the landlords about for 6 months and out a big hole in the floor. Now there are building inspectors and lawyers involved.
If my fairy godmother is out there she must have gotten lost. Here's to Monday being better...tomorrow promises to be a downer as well since the ex won't let my boyfriend take the boys for Easter even though the parenting plan says it's his turn. That woman....grrr.
At least I've got my pjs and my "soft shelled" tortoise Pubert and nothing important to do tonight.
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