Seriously my life wouldn’t be my life if it weren’t filled with obstacles to challenge my every day world. You see, someone above must know that I work best under pressure. Give me a challenge? I will rise to the occasion and succeed. I am determined. Strong willed. Motivated. Whatever word you deem fit, however, I am also a little scatter brained at times.
Who wouldn’t be scatter brained when you have to remember, not only your own little world things, but the events as well as needed items for three children?! I love it though. I call my world, my happy chaos and it really is happy chaos.
I don’t know how many people could handle being in my little world, but the kids and I seem to handle it pretty well, most days. Sure some days we toss our hands up and grumble with each other over petty things that shouldn’t even be argued about, but at the end of the day we are saying “goodnight, I love you” with kisses and hugs before retiring into sweet dreams world.
Each day I make a decision to do x,y & z, I get another thing tossed at me. Most recently, it’s the bills. Each day another bill piles in the mailbox as I work my butt off to pay those money hungry companies providing me with the use of electricity, Internet and hot water. I enjoy working hard. The problem I have is that I don’t get why at each bend I must be tested.
I said I like a challenge but come on, can’t you cut me a tiny bit of slack during the busiest time of the year? Please, pretty please? With sugar on top?
Most recently my car decided it no longer loves me. It’s having the RPM go extremely high and yet the speed stays at about 20-30 mph no matter how much gas I give it. Lovely. Then the battery decided it was sleepy, after all it’s been running pretty hard these past couple of months.
That was when I found myself stuck at a local store, in a parking lot with a car going “click click click”. The joys. Seriously. It was pure bliss. Then a little yellow jacket decided to fly on into my car and not only sit on my seat beside me, but the little stinger also happened to like my awesome shirt I was wearing and felt it necessary to glue its little stinging butt to my shirt.
Thankfully the little stinger did not sting me. Phew. That was one less thing to deal with! I suppose I should stop writing so I can go jump start my car, run with my kids, mow the lawn and well you know, live my happy chaos!
Well that’s my life in a nutshell, how about yours?
Oh no, not the car. That’s the WORST! Hope it’d repaired in no time at all without adding another stinking big bill to the mailbox (which is second worst!!).
Waahh! I hope you were able to get home okay and get the car fixed. How nice that you had a little buddy to accompany you during the ordeal 🙂