#shit goes wrong

Here's a list for August.  August has sucked beyond measure.

1.  Apparently, even when companies owe you a butt load of money and have actually told you they have a check in the mail, nobody has to pay you jack in August.

2.  We're flat broke (see #1) and that is the opposite of awesome.

3.  August is an awesome month to get robbed. And, when I say robbed I also mean destroy as much stuff as you can, bust up a bunch of doors, empty every drawer, shelf and closet out on the floor and unplug my fridge.  And don't forget - steal a load of my stuff.  PS.  Thanks for not smearing shit on the walls.  I do appreciate that.

4.  Make sure your robbed house is at least 400+ miles away from where you are actually standing.  Cause rounding up the 300 buck in desperately needed gas money to make the trip is loads of fun.  Loads.  (see #1) 

5.  Lucy The Pug (now 13) is beginning to show the first signs of doggie heart failure.  This sucks some sweaty, sweaty donkey balls and my daily routine now includes bursting into tears about twice a day.  I'm probably over-reacting a bit but dang, I have had enough. And vet bills.  Don't forget vet bills. (see #1)

6.  I adore living on Cream of Wheat and pasta noodles.  Only.  For the last two solid weeks. Cause that's all I've got left in the house. (see #1)

7.  J and I are now managing 3 separate households.  J was transferred the first of August and is now responsible for the entire north east. YAY.  He's renting a basement in Jersey so he doesn't have to sleep in his truck.  We've got two rents and a mortgage due in three days.  Boo.  (see #1)

8.  J and I see each other every weekend and talk about a million times a day.  It sucks.  I miss my sweetpea. 

When I get a seemingly good idea, I get all excited like

because I think it's the best idea to have ever been thought of