Ok, the bad luck gods have shit on me enough. My karma is in the toilet right now and I'm t-h-i-s close to losing my fucking mind.
First, there was the whole debacle with TCBIM and the online hoochie.
Then, there was the stress of trying to buy a house.
Also, being pregnant and nervous about that.
But now? Enough is enough.
TCBIM, like an idiot, gave his notice at his job even though he wasn't 100% sure that he had the job he'd interviewed for or that we definitely had the house. And guess what? He DIDN'T have the job. To top it off, his boss fired him when he gave his notice. Not only did he fire him, but he accused TCBIM of stealing supplies. Each time he's spoken to his former boss about this, the amount has gone up. First it was $2,000, then $5,000 and now it's up to $7,000. Oh, and he's insisting that TCBIM admit that he did this (even though he didn't) and pay him back the money. Even if TCBIM agreed to do this, the ex-boss is still going to inform everyone in the industry that TCBIM is a theif. So, we have a lawyer involved in this. Due to the shoddy bookkeeping practices of this company, TCBIM and his lawyer are fairly sure that they have a good case, but still. It's more than a little stressful. And the ex-boss has already made one phone call, that we know of, smearing his name.
Then, my grandmother died. Not totally unexpected, given her age and state of health, but still, it's sad and kind of stressful.
We're in the middle of signing the loan stuff and purchase and sale agreement on the house. First house, lots of stress and now that TCBIM has no job, I'm wondering how we're going to pay the whopping mortgage we're going to have, but whatever. I'll worry about that tomorrow.
And now? Now my eldest, Alex, is up at the doctor's office with his dad, having chest pains and dizziness for the second day in a row. Yesterday he was taken out of the . Oh, and did I mention that we have no insurance because TCBIM lost his job? And that while I can pick it up at my work, it won't be effective until March 1? I don't think he can be denied COBRA, but we don't know yet. So we may have this insurance fight on our hands for a while. Fan-fucking-tastic.
I really need a break. A long, stress-free break. Preferably on a warm, quiet beach with a big stack of mindless novels and a gorgeous cabana boy to bring me virgin daquiris and give me massages as needed. Right there. Under that palm tree.