So when things are tough, they’re really tough.

First it was the fuse panel for the entire house right before the wedding, then it was the washing machine right after, then it was just trying to catch up on the bills, then I broke the stove….now it’s the furnace, which is less than 2 years old.

There are days when I honestly think God or whatever higher being is out there hates my guts.  This is one of those days…as I sit curled on the couch with a laptop and an electric blaket with sweaty feet and a frozen runny nose.  Why this and why now?

I have two weeks until my holiday season officially starts with Avery’s birthday…and ZERO dollars to welcome it.  I get to pay for a service call on the furnace and don’t really have the money for it.

Somedays.

Hopefully someday I won’t own a house that betray’s me every chance it gets.

I think that’s about all I have to say for today.

It sucks.