Why me?

Have you ever wondered why things seems to happen to you? I know this sounds familiar to a lot of people and I know that I say it all the time because it seems like I'm a magnet for bad and weird stuff. Today is not so much the weird...it's bad. My day has been absolutely crappy...literally...from the moment I got out of bed. I'm thinking that I should just crawl back into bed and wake up on the other side.

First things first, as soon as I got out of bed and felt a weird rumble in my tummy and heard this tell-tale gurgle that came from the depths of my stomach. Ugh oh! I ran to the bathroom and felt like Niagara Falls came to Missouri. I know, not a pretty picture. To make matters worse, I was burping what tasted like hard boiled eggs. I haven't ate eggs since the weekend!

Then I finally make it out of the bathroom (I won't tell you how long I was in there) and argued with the boys. Well, one boy actually. It took forever to get them out of the door this morning but after a lot of wailing and hollering on both sides, we finally succeeded. Why would a 9 year old want to argue with their monster-like wonderful mother? I can't fathom the idea because I know that I NEVER argued with my mother. :)

Okay, we get through that and I drop the boys off at daycare, go through a drive-thru to get something to drink on my 30-minute commute to work. Wouldn't you know it, I'm about 10-minutes from work and there's big flashing signs that say "Incident Ahead". Great. I get stuck in traffic a mile from the nearest exit and traffic is not moving at all so I sit there. And sit there. And sit there some more. Finally traffic begins to creep and it took me all of 30-minutes to move less than a mile. I was able to get off at the next exit and it took me 20 more minutes to go the back roads to get to work.

That's enough you say? I think so too. WRONG! I have two problem students that I have to deal with and I'm really dreading one. She hasn't called me back yet so maybe I'll get lucky today. With my luck, she'll call at 4:55.

So the next thing is that I heat up my lunch. It's a little Hormel meal thing you microwave from Wal-mart. Nothing glamorous but it's food. The plastic lid must be super glued to the bowl because I can't get it open then when I tug a little too hard, it opens but spills hot liquid on my pants. Great...

So I clean that up then I talk to my husband's HR representative. I have appealed a decision for a surgery that I desperately need. I have letters from 5 different specialists (and could have more) that say I need this surgery to extend the quality and quantity of my life. I sent in the appeal last Tuesday and just go a hold of her to make sure she got it. She tells me she did and will talk to her Executive Board on Friday but it may be the week after next before she gets back to me. Then she says "I know what you're going through. I have liver disease too so I know the pain it can cause and it's a serious condition and not to be played with...but I have to be honest with you, I am opposed to allowing exceptions because it opens the door for everyone else. I can say that we have not approved any other requests for exceptions...even by the owner of the company...and I don't intend to start now. I do know how serious this is and I wish you luck". Really?!?! How can anyone be so callous? I wanted to reach through the phone and snatch the witch woman right through it.

So, that's my day so far and it's not even 2pm. Do I dare ask how much worse it can get?