You know, from time to time, I have slightly insane dreams (no way, not me! I’m so normal). I will have a few really vivid, nutty dreams in a row. This week I had a dream that I had my own gremlin. Not like a pet, like a creepy little guy that caused all kinds of problems for me. I haven’t seen him in waking life yet, but it seems like it’s come true.
I was super excited for Friday, but it rolled over me like a train. Crazy busy, everything that could go wrong did. My phone got shut off, and that was a little inconvenient. Especially considering I start my 2nd job on Tuesday. Not cool.
After lots of surprise visitors and getting out of work late (and lots of little surprise problems), I pick up the only child I needed to get and go home. I start rushing to get dinner done so I can take the middle child to cheer. She tells me “oh, I told you I don’t have practice today, right?” I was excited to catch a break. I was really done with the week. I didn’t want to do anything.
Then they told me they needed to go to the store. It made me a little sad.
Even thought I couldn’t get texts with my service shut off, my phone would send me a message telling me I couldn’t get a text each time someone sent a message. My phone was blowing up, so I got the distinct feeling something stupid was happening. And by stupid, I mean seriously unpleasant.
Today, I posted on Facebook that my phone was shut off, and got a message from my sister in law that my stepdad was in the hospital. There’s that gremlin again. So I used my husband’s phone to text my mom and find out he’s had another (yes, another) heart-attack, and they checked in yesterday. When my phone was shut off. Did I call it or what?
So, money is tight, middle child has a game not far from the hospital, but I have to figure out how to get us all where we need to go with no money and 2 cars with no gas. I had a moment.
Today sucked a little. I’m wiped out. This gremlin is really messing things up. He can go away now.