Can we talk about how much I hate this week?
My Grandma was visiting and decided she wanted to go home on Saturday, since she didn't want to take the 4 1/2 hour drive by herself my parents both drove there and then back the same day. On Sunday, the next day, we get a phone call that Grandma is not doing well - has been admitted to the hospital.
Now my Mum is panicking, does she go or stay? It is Fathers' Day after all, but... So, my Dad and her chat, decide she should go be with Grandma. She leaves, we finish dinner. An 1 1/2 into her drive, the check tire pressure light comes on in the car. But, regardless, she makes it to my Grandma just fine. (Yay.)
Monday I'm sicker than a dog and just want to lay on the couch and puke all day.
Yesterday....*sigh*....went to drive to work in the morning and had an accident - over extending the door the wrong way. And then for no reason the car will not start. I pretty much want to cry because I know we're about to spend a lot of money for my eye appointment later that morning and for our San Diego trip in 2 1/2 weeks. We have the car towed to the auto shop, and luckily it starts. But the whole thing with the door, to get it professionally fixed is over $1000, curses. The autoshop said that they could fix it so that it's workable, but won't look the best. And will still be a couple of hundred dollars. My eye appointment is over $300....Never go blind if you can help it!!!
I now get to bike to work, which I actually don't mind so much. It's nice and brisk in the morning and relaxing. But more on yesterday.
Later that evening, I'm furiously sewing because, hey, I procrastinated like every cosplayer I know and have so much to finish in time for SDCC. And my machine breaks down on me. Gives an error message that I can't fix and no one on the internet seems to know how to fix either (first time the internet has ever failed me, EVER.) The cherry on top of the day, when I was getting my dinner of a bowl of cereal and nearly dropped the bowl, but I spilled Honey Bunches of Oats and milk all over the floor.
After cleaning it up, I gave up on yesterday and went to bed.
tl;dr
STRESS.