Murphy's Law

Nothing went right this week. Nothing I planned happened when or as I had hoped and some things just didn't happen at all. Some of the things that went wrong ended up costing me a lot of money, too. I worked so hard all last week getting ready for the fishing trip on Saturday and party on Sunday. Everything went so well that this week's disasters seemed all that worse by comparison. By Friday, I just wanted to crawl into bed and stay there. It's times like this that I really miss having Tim around to complain to about my bad days or to give me a hug and cheer me up. It took me all day Saturday to just let go of the week's misadventures and find a fresh outlook.