bad day
Posted: July 15 16, 7:36 am
[expletive] a. the past day was horrible.
A storm rolled through and snapped a tree in the yard. It fell into the neighbors fence and destroyed that. It also knocked over 4 trees in my friend's yard, one of which fell into his roof. All in all, not too terrible as no one was hurt.
Then, after that rolled through, kind of went around to the neighbors and let them know I'd be available to help with any cleanup if necessary and made sure everyone was alright. I let the dog outside and while waiting for him to come back in fell asleep. Woke up at 2 am in a panic as he is blind and senile.
Drove around and found him dead on the side of the road. That was depressing. Dug a grave and buried him this morning. It was my wife's dog and she is super upset which just makes it worse.
Then, look at the news only to find out 80 some odd people were murdered in France on their Bastille Day. This one hits home because I used to live with some guys from France and one of them was from Marseille which is maybe 100 miles from there. Further, I'd always celebrate Bastille Day with them and kind of know how much they enjoyed it. Wish everything from the past 24 hours could just be undone.
And my aunt died of cancer too.
In the words of Judity Viorst, what a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
A storm rolled through and snapped a tree in the yard. It fell into the neighbors fence and destroyed that. It also knocked over 4 trees in my friend's yard, one of which fell into his roof. All in all, not too terrible as no one was hurt.
Then, after that rolled through, kind of went around to the neighbors and let them know I'd be available to help with any cleanup if necessary and made sure everyone was alright. I let the dog outside and while waiting for him to come back in fell asleep. Woke up at 2 am in a panic as he is blind and senile.
Drove around and found him dead on the side of the road. That was depressing. Dug a grave and buried him this morning. It was my wife's dog and she is super upset which just makes it worse.
Then, look at the news only to find out 80 some odd people were murdered in France on their Bastille Day. This one hits home because I used to live with some guys from France and one of them was from Marseille which is maybe 100 miles from there. Further, I'd always celebrate Bastille Day with them and kind of know how much they enjoyed it. Wish everything from the past 24 hours could just be undone.
And my aunt died of cancer too.
In the words of Judity Viorst, what a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.