In The Rearview

The past week has been a bit overwhelming. In fact, if I had to guess its theme, I would pick "disaster". The following is dedicated to getting it off my chest (so to speak) and redirecting my focus toward the good things.
It all started on Wednesday. I had a bad ten hours at work, and came home to find that my friend Mickey was in the emergency room with pain and swelling (soon to be diagnosed as Lyme's disease), and having taken it easy the night before the whole house was torn apart. Of course I can't possibly just clean things up, I have to be upset that there are things to do in the first place. Meanwhile, Keith has gone through the trouble to make a dinner to enjoy while we watch our favorite shows and relax, which the intentions of are entirely ruined by mood. We managed to recover the evening, but it would have been great if I cold just have relaxed about everything in the first place. I'm kind of nocturnal so I didn't really get any sleep until three or four.
On Thursday I was still stressing over work and one of my friends was needing some company. I went over after work and ended up staying until 2:30. I was definitely out later than I should have been and when I got home I discover it was shortly after a tree had fallen, blocking the entrance to the park we live in. I turned around and parked outside so that I could at least hike in. By the time I made all I wanted to do was sleep but I didn't manage to until around four again.
Friday was not so bad. I did have a raging headache, but sometimes that just happens. Keith and Brett were playing WOW when I got home, and overall it was really nice to just enjoy being home and relaxing. I only had to do laundry and since I had been working so much overtime I really didn't feel like doing much else. I still didn't manage any sleep until two, which was bad cause I had to be up at six.
On Saturday, my phone froze after I hit my first snooze. Seriously? I was in a sleepy, confused state of disbelief when I woke up thirteen minutes before work. I managed to cut to the necessities of my AM routine and got to work about twenty minutes late. Later in the evening my teammates and I had planned on spending some time at Friday's our team is being split up and we all wanted to hang out together away from work. On the way there Stefanie called to tell me that Mickey was in the emergency room again, with different swelling and pain and that it sounded like an allergic reaction to the antibiotics for the the Lyme's disease. I left immediately to go to Madera, to help with what I could. I didn't get home till after one in the morning. I did sleep immediately, having to be up early for wok again. I was pretty sure at this point that all I had to do was get through the work day and I'd bee home free. I'm off on Mondays and all this craziness had to be over. I had plans to pick out new frogs and go to Coldstone with my friends.
I'm not sure why, but I decided to go home on my lunch. When I got there, I heard water falling, like a shower. I recognised this sound immediately. This is the sound made by the water supply line to the water heater. This has broken a few times before but we were pretty confident we had fixed it. When this happens, our closet gets sprayed with water and everything pretty much sucks. I had been gone since 8:15 and had no way of knowing how long it had been going. It was long enough to flood the bathroom, and make its way to the office under the walls. No Ice cream for me.
On the brighter side of everything: I have Keith, who deals with me when I'm crazy and helps me with everything. The kind of friends who understand when I have to miss plans, who want my company when they need support, and who are there for me even when it's two in Colorado because I need to vent about my crazy, crazy week. I have a family who will drop what they are doing to help me-even if it didn't go as planned. and I got to pick out two new frogs. I am leaving the events of this week behind, and taking with me only the lessons learned. Here's to the coming week!
-Fin-