Monday Post #3: Could Things Get Any Worse? YES!

Bill got to school and his extremely essential medical equipment failed! This has never happened at school! So he had to drive allllll the way back home because due to my car being somewhat broken, we didn't think it safe for me to take his backup equipment to Appalachian.

So the POOR MAN had to drive home, and change his entire outfit, and we can't do laundry all this time, so we're running out of clothes, and the misery level here has reached probably not only an all-time high, but the outer limits of what I personally can bear.

I wish I had someone to just come in the house, wrap their arms around me, hug me, and say, "Beth, it's gonna be okay" and then do the same for Poor Bill, who not only has this escalating chaos at home, but has to TEACH FOR THREE HOURS THIS AFTERNOON!

I have never been so afraid that I was going to just fall apart as I am right this minute. It has to get better from here. It just has to. Meanwhile, hes going back to ASU after changing his clothes, and I am sitting here waiting for the rooter, cameraman, jet man, and who knows who else.

Can you imagine what this is going to cost? Oh who even CARES!

AESOP'S FABLE ENDING: Be THANKFUL for your plumbing. You take it for granted and when it dies, you realize how your whole life depends on it in many ways. Seriously. Go say a prayer for your toilet. If necessary, KISS your toilet and BUY IT ROSES!

And pray for mine, while you're at it.

And if you drive by my house in the next three hours, please come in and hug me. I'm actually wondering if I've reached the end of what I can stand without going bonkers and having my eyes pop out of my head on springs leaving little Xs behind on my face. This is really really really TOO MUCH!

But if you have limited prayers, spend them all on Bill. He's got all this on his mind, AND 8 thousand terrible physical ailments at the same time. Ohhhhhhhhhhh, woe is that good Cowboy who deserves none of this and is patiently tolerating all of it............