midnyte

I hate this time of year. No matter what, on or near my birthday horrible stuff happens. It SUCKS!!! This is my 30th so I am actually kind of scared. My 18th I spent with salmonella and my 21 I spent in the hospital having been hit by a drunk driver on my way out to celebrate (how ironic is that?) And pretty much every year at this time something awful happens, car totaled, job lost, walking pneumonia, broken leg, pets dieing, things stolen, people dieing, it doesn't matter my birthday month is always ALWAYS hell

It is starting already, I'm scared. Here are a few things so far.


First my one best girlfriend had a horrible neck and headache and was just feeling awful. Being the good girlfriends we are me and the other best girlfriend went and gave her back rubs, neck rubs, put a tens unit on her and gave her half a leftover muscle relaxer prescription. She was still miserable. So after all of that I picked her up and cracked her back and our other friend cracked her neck. Finally some relief for her. We tried to convince her to go see a chiropractor and that was that, until 3 days later when me and our other friend and our kids and everyone else ended up with the same thing. At first I thought it had to do with the 8CUFT wheelbarrow full of rocks tipping on me and fucking me up, but now hearing how many other people have this horrible soreness I think it must be some awful viral thing. Yuck. I have been So miserable. I went to see the chiropractor, and then after the fact found I have to meet a deductible before my insurance will pay for it. So a week of massages and back and neck cracking all out of the pocket, I wasn't counting on that in my budget Grrr.....

Then my pet scorpion died a few days ago. He got stuck in a shed and ruptured down the side, it was horrible

My car got broken into and some stupid $40 item was stolen out of it for no reason. What is the point except to ruin my day?

Some wind or something/one came through and destroyed my bird feeder and hummingbird feeder Both were a really pretty shiny blue glass with copper art on them, not cheap. I was so sad this afternoon when the hummingbird came up and there was nothing there for him I have been so sore I can barely move, like an old arthritic. I haven't even been able to stoop down and pick up the glass I need to get new feeders ASAP. Shame I just forked over a ton for the chiro, the eye doctor and glasses for my son, and a few other things. More scans on the breast, new strange lump. More shit from the yard cops. It just doesn't end sometimes.

I just want to crawl into a hole and hibernate until after July 4th, usually by then my luck improves again. This time of year though, total misery every single year without fail