Could be worse, right?

There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness or death. Any attempt to prove otherwise constitutes unacceptable behavior.  ~ Fran Lebowitz

Well, it’s not that bad over here in real-life land. Sure, I’m deliriously happy with how my life is going for the most part, but a string of bad luck can really get a gal down. Just this week, my refrigerator was deemed irreparable and my hearing aid cracked in my ear for the second time – yep, twice in less than a week.

And recently:

  1. I spilled vinegar on my floors – concrete floor polishing is not a DIY thing.
  2. Ouch tendonitis – no, I don’t play tennis.
  3. Ouch sunburn – being olive-complexioned does not mean one can save money on sunscreen.
  4. Two of my Swatch watches will never tell time again.
  5. My other hearing aid gave up the
  6. My two-year old washer/dryer sputtered to a quick death – luckily they sell more at Sears.
  7. ghost.
  8. I have a cough I can’t shake.

All pretty minor really, I know. My ailments will heal and what’s a job for but to make money to spend on things you need. (I do  prefer to spend money I things I want – and hope to return to that state of affairs in the near term.)

But hey, only 60 days until Autumn – things are looking up.

Could be worse, right? I don’t want my money back – I’d just like a few things to go on sale.



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