Worst Week of my Life

This week has been one of the worst weeks of my life. It really sucks considering last week was one of the best. It all started when I left California. I got back to New Orleans around midnight and my car won't start. It's dead. The security guard gets it running for me but meanwhile I was sweating to death because I had gotten used to the wonderful California weather...so then we finally get home. I wake up Tuesday to the news that Brenda has died. I've been devastated since. Then Wednesday I get in trouble with my job. I gave a student a zero and she through a fit and the university basically threw me under the bus and made me feel stupid. If I didn't need the money I would have told them to shove it but whatever (the story is much longer....too long to type all the stupid details).

Then Keaton gets written up at school for not listening and Jaeleigh keeps screaming and crying all the time when she does her homework. Just as I feel I may fall off the edge of this super-tall cliff, my air conditioner starts leaking and soaks Luci's carpet and walls. I had to call the insurance company and they contacted a water-cleanup company who came out this morning and ripped out the carpet. It's a mess. Then, Wendy and I drove to Brenda's funeral this morning. I got lost on our way to the church, so by the time we got there, the casket was closed. I am actually thankful for that, because I may have lost it. I did get pretty emotional when I saw Dr. Matt. I don't know why...I guess because the office crew was all back together, but Brenda was gone. It was hard. Very hard.

Then, finally, at 5pm Tony's flight landed. My man is back home after being gone five weeks. So, I hope next week is much better than this week was and this cliff that I feel like I'm standing on starts strinking...