Crazy Sauce

This week has been quite the roller coaster for me.  Remember how yesterday I said I was a grown up?  Well apparently that was fleeting or not taking my current mental state into account.  I don't know if the meds are leveling off or what but I should probably carry a cu cu clock (how the fuck do you spell coo coo clock?) around so when I get all nut jobby it can start chiming COO COO!!  COO COO!!  Or CU CU!! CU CU!! Whatevs.

Anyhoo, I'm crazy and unpredictable and probably crying a little too much.  If my period decides to start on time this month then I am right in line for PMS so hopefully that is it and I will return to normally scheduled programming soon.

So here's what has happened this week that has caused me to vary between fits of rage and tears...

- Most of the electrical shit in my car has decided to stop working.  My window doesn't roll down, my heater continues not to work correctly, and now my lighter, overhead lights and radio have stopped working.  WTF?

- I have a stye.  In my eye.  Like an inflamed engorged clogged oil gland on my lash line that is swollen and looks like I have some mutant disease.  People can't even look me in the eye right now because they are afraid my horrendous eye infection is going to leap out of my face and onto their own eyes.  Which is totally unpractical but I get it.  I don't like looking in my own eye right now.

- Bugs woke up with a stomach ache today and one thing I have learned over the years is when he says he is going to throw up, believe him.  Otherwise I end up with puke in my debilitated car.  Well apparently he  has caught on to this concept because when I came downstairs from getting ready he was on the couch eating a giant bag of sour patch kids.  When I told him he needed to go to school if he felt better, his stomach ache promptly returned.

Well I guess that's it really.  Maybe I should stop whining because it's really not that bad.  Or I can look into my back up plan that involves wine.