Vicious Cycle of Doom

Have you ever had a time in your life when you thought that nothing is going smoothly? Take for example the things we take for granted. For me, that would be healthy skin. I'm moving along with my life, without a care, and WHAM! I get hit with some flesh eating disease that renders my calves and forearms with what seems to be eczema. But it can't be... it's growing... and getting more disgusting... and itchier. There is no relief for this. It is my central cause of concern now.

La de da... we just bought a house! Yay! We're moving up in the world! BAM! The sewer backs up-- TWICE! To put the cherry on top, our oven decides to go with the flow and toss sparks about where my chicken is trying to cook. Time to call the warranty company.

Okay, so I have a rash, but I have my health right? Wrong. I've been sick with some disgusting cold that causes me to bleed every time I blow my nose. At work, we were going to be treated to lunch by a vendor last friday... but could I go? Of course not. I felt like death. I smelt like death. I got to go home and eat saltines and soup. Hooray!

The nice Sears man comes to look at our oven. I swear, I think appliances are possessed. What once did NOT work before, began to miraculously work. Just when I thought I might get a new, updated oven... one NOT from the 70's, the dang thing starts to work as if it didn't want to leave. We still had to pay 75 dollars.

At work, I've been struggling with this solution that I had to make. It's behaving in a way I've never seen before. It's driving me crazy, because no matter what I do, it doesn't want to cooperate. All the math in the world can't save this stuff. I came in this morning to find the solution separated. Great. I have to do this all over again (for the 3rd time now).

Okay, so I know there are people with worse problems. I've heard that... and frankly it's getting old. I have grown with the belief that God won't let you suffer more than you can handle. I'm hittin' that threshold... I'm getting tired of this. Let's just hope the next month holds a little more good fortune.

Sorry to be such a downer, but I really don't have anything good to say right now. Until something good happens, I'm stuck with this crap.

Jack is fine... or I should say tired. He's really stretched thin this semester. Now he's starting to get sick because of the disease I picked up from a dirty person here at work. He works really hard in class, and apparently it really pays off because he shows up all the other students (he probably puts three times the effort into his work than the others). The teachers notice that, too.