The Whole Damn Toolbox

You know the saying, "throwing a wrench in the plans"?
Well, life threw the whole damn toolbox.
Cheater. Asshole.

I usually like to leave for vacation with a clean house, because what's worse than coming home to a messy house after you need time to decompress from a vacation?

Well, let me tell you.

It's coming home from vacation to a messy house and then getting sick for a week.

And you still have all of your Christmas stuff up.

And classes start in a few hours.

And your lovely spouse decided to go to bed after he saw you fall asleep in the chair, but didn't think to turn off the TV or all the lights. So, when you wake up around 2 am, you're body thinks you just wanted to nap.

And you get a headache from all the bright lights.

And so, you go yell at said spouse (as best as you can, because it's still hard to breathe).

And then you start coughing a lot.

And your prescription pain medicine with a cough suppressant is in the car.

And it's late, so even if you go outside to get it, you'll be too drugged up to wake up in time for classes.

And, and, and... I could just go on.

I really hate starting a new semester with a messy house. There is just something about starting back to school with a clean slate. But, none of this is going to happen. I'm already behind before it even begins.

I have an extremely long day ahead of me, one I wasn't looking forward to with a full nights sleep. Now I'll be lucky to get another nap in before I have to go spend about six hours on campus.

The only bright side, because there's always a bright spot in shitty situations, no?, is that I only have "long days" on Monday and Wednesdays. Tuesdays and Thursdays I'm just on campus for around three hours. And, I have Fridays off this semester.

So, hopefully, all willing, I should be able to be well enough by the weekend to get a hold of the house work just in time for me to start my second week of classes.