orange scones
:: hearing ::
here's looking at you kid by The Gaslight Anthem
:: seeing ::
so much sunshine for the month of March
:: smelling ::
lemon essential oil, that i sprinkle on my dust rags to make the rooms in my apartment smell nice
:: touching ::
the beautiful yarn and prezzies sent to me by my buddy cyndle (((more on this later!)))
:::
Well, to sum it up politely, this week sucked! (Aside from all of the mail love lavished upon me by my awesome blog friends of course). Today was the cherry on top of a very big suck cake. It started out with a painful stomach flu, moved on to Matt getting a $150 parking ticket ON OUR STREET, and finished today with me realizing that I bounced our rent check. I have never ever done this before, and what made the whole thing worse was that it was entirely my fault. I made a stupid mathematical error when I was transferring money into my checking account to cover things and came up short. The worst thing is, is that we had the money to cover rent, but because of my dumb, dumb, DUMB mistake we've been slammed with fees and now we're in the hole. This is all happening smack in the middle of one of those stellar weeks where I am not sure where our next meal going to come from. I cried my fool eyes out this morning.
During a brighter moment earlier this week, I sat down and wrote my husband a little love note. Part of it said something to the effect of The bills might stack up and the fridge might be bare, but as long as I have you, I am rich. Ahem, FYI, universe, that wasn't some call for a cosmic test of my love, and sanity. You can step off a bit...Jerk.
I bet Matt feels rich when I snot all over the shoulder of his favorite sweatshirt.
SIGH.
I am rich. I am rich. I am rich.
Tomorrow will be a new day.
4 comments:
1st: Holy Smokes those scone are rockin!
2nd: You're not alone. ugh math. I'm sad this happened to you, you deserve better. I've only bounce one check in my life...to the church..holy embarrassment Batman! As we say in this neck of the woods: "Could be worse, could be Bolivia."
And yes Sweet Sarah, you are indeed one of *the* richest women I know.
Hugs to the fabulousness that is Sarah!
I have apple scones in the oven (the third batch - batch one and two have already been devoured by my family and I). :D
Wishing you lots of luck and good tidings. When you hit what feels like the bottom, you know that things can only look up (right?!).
Oh, you poor bean. I hope things all get much better soon. Where the Hell is Oprah!?? I booked her to casually bump into you and bestow you with goodwill at least a month ago. Jeez, I'd better chase that one up.
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