Bad Week Doesn’t Make a Bad Life

This week both flew by and drag on at the same time. I can’t believe that at the beginning of the week my boyfriend was in town from Nevada. His leaving and the manner in which he left set the tone for the rest of my week.

Despite us leaving on time for the airport, we encountered a car accident that turned stop-and-go traffic into just stop traffic. After 15 minutes of maybe moving one car length we got off the highway and found an alternative route that took us 12 miles out of the way. We made it to the airport 4 minutes before his flight took off, forcing him to buy two new plane tickeIMG_6335.JPGts.

I wish I could say my week went up from there but it didn’t, it followed suit. From bad news regarding my arm to plain bad days I know understand why sad country music was invented.

The only good thing about this bad week is that next week can’t be any worse and if it is well then at least this week served as a good buffer.

 

 

 

 

P.S. I know he looks like an asparagus.

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