I was having a REALLY good morning. I was in a great mood. My vacation starts today, I’m getting a chance to meet a really good friend finally. After a very helpful conversation last night, I was thinking positively about myself. I was smiling, I was happy. I pulled into my parking lot at work and all of a sudden a horrid screech started emitting from my truck every time I pushed in the clutch. The clutch pedal was shaking under my foot. I lost the clutch in my only mode of transportation.
So, instead of being a great mood, thinking about getting out of work in 4 hours, I’m thinking about how I’m going to have to probably drop $400 into my truck, which could put a serious damper on my vacation plans. I’m having to leave work early, shoring myself more hours because that’s the only way I can get the truck in to my mechanic. But the truck has to be fixed. It just seems, sometimes, like every time I take a step forward, life wants to drag me back. If I could find Murphy, I’d find out why he keeps throwing his law at me and then beat him with my whip.
I’m just really frustrated and really in the need of venting right now. Anyone have a spare punching bag I can use?