Let the wrong begin

So today is known as fail.

Actually the beginning part was really cool. The con ended on a good note and I got to see people I adore. I unfortunately had to say bye to them but that's how cons work.

Then it went downhill. Ben, Justin's friend, was supposed to drive him and his kitty up to Cleveland to meet me but he decided last minute he didn't want to. So I agreed to come to Columbus and meet Justin and his mom and step-father and pick up him and the kitty. Okay so bang several extra hours driving. I'm already tired but I'm a sucker and what can I say I love cats and Justin so there's an easy choice. OKay so finding him and picking him up went just fine.

So on the way home I realized that I am wiped. I'm not going to be making it home today so I should stop and get a hotel room. I'm good for a few more hours so I figured I'd stop in Pennsylvania. But as I'm driving I realize that I am right next to where the main Khep house is and so I was thinking of maybe crashing at there place. I text Michelle and get no answer and I didn't have the Khep house number so I thought Fuck it I'll just keep going. I shit you not within two minutes of me thinking that thought I get into a car accident and BAM there goes my front bumper. LOL So evidently I REALLY need to visit Khep house tonight.

So many calls later and a bit of driving I have arrived at Khep house safe and sound sans bumper with Justin and his kitten. *face palm* You know if you all wanted a visit that bad you could have just asked. LOL I can laugh because for an accident on a major highway, in the dark, on slush slick roads, we got off really easy. I mean amazing and thank the gods easy. The car is driveable and doesn't seem to have taken any damage except for the front bumper cover being torn off and the front passenger light being blown. In the morning we are going to be looking it over and making sure nothing is leaking and that nothing appears torn. It drove here and felt fine with no heater issues.

*sigh* So this is an interesting end to and interesting weekend of fail. I'm trying very hard not to think of how much this is going to cost me and how very much I don't have it right now. Seriously, I'm just happy to be here in a nice, safe, warm house with people I adore and a nice safe undamaged Justin with me cause seriously that was one of the scariest car accidents I've ever been in. I've not been in many and honestly never one this bad. Considering how light this was that says alot. It could have been worse, so fucking worse. I managed to get us away from the metal guard rail that was the first bit of target and the just bounce of a cement block which tore the bumper loose. Going back over the accident in my head there was literally nothing I could have done to make this come out better. We were headed off the highway so I wasn't going fast. I hit some nasty slush and bam there went the wheels. Luckily there were no cars near us.

Anyhow enough excitement for me tonight. I'm tired and crashing in a far more safe and sleepy sense. Night LJ.

*sigh* And because this week just has to get worse here is todays news. My car is acting funny and needs to go into the shop asap. Jeff says I need a transmission fluid change and that may fix the issue. If not here's to more money gone.

The worst news is that little Timone the Ferret is sick. I think he has Insulinoma. He had an episode earlier today which fits all the aspects of a insulinomia attack including drooling, limpness, dazed expression and what I'm figuring out now where probably seizures. He is an older ferret and the disease is pretty common. i was not told about this when I picked him up though I really don't think is previous owner knew. I've got to find a ferret vet around here to take him to tomorrow. Evidently you can treat it in various ways but it is more work and money. I don't really care about the work and all I can do is pray the money isn't too much. I've already grown quite attached to the little guy. The episode was really rather scary. I'm glad I had him sitting on my lap though and was able to quickly look up both what was wrong with him and what to do about it. Amazing what a little honey can do. I may try switching him to an all meat diet as I've read that really helps ferrets not get sick.

Today sucked and I have a horrible headache. There is some other stuff happening but that is not my story to tell.

EDIT: But the day can in fact get worse. While being nice and fetching the Jones from the bus stop I got a ticket because I didn't stop well enough at the really annoying stop sign down the street. The cop was nice though. My head hurts I'm going to sleep before the urge to cry becomes actual crying.

Tonight ended on a fairly crap note. The day went okay. I ran errands and only got half done. Not because I didn't do them but because either the places were closed or they were out of what I needed or the wait was too long. I count that as a win on my part anyhow. I started my new meds (ugh I hate the taste but as my mom said do I hate the taste enough to stay sick?). Then Kibble and I went up at around 5:30 to go game with my New Paltz buds and we had a blast. It was the first game of this new campaign and it went really well. I'm happy with my character and I adore where this seems to be going. So we left at a reasonable time so Wyatt could crash cause he has class at 10 am.

This is when the trouble starts. We are driving down the road chatting when we hear a loud pop and I feel the car go funny. Yep the tire blew out again. I pulled over and basically lost it. Too much crap with being sick, emotionally a bit out there, not having eaten anything but two PB&J sandwiches all day and being really tired. I completely lost my shit and started crying and not dealing very well. Without Kibble being there I probably would have just curled up into a ball, cried for a while and gone to sleep right where I was. The cops would have been less then pleased I'm sure. But Kibble was there and helped me pull my shit together so we could deal with the tire. AAA was a no go because I don't have anymore call ins on it and I didn't have the cash on my to pay for a tow truck to change the tire. Nigel tried for a while and it seemed a bust. I must buy a better jack. Some cops came by and tried to help but couldn't. During this time I had been texting back and forth with Wyatt and Jesse about my car woes and they called. I talked to Wyatt then passed the phone to Kibble because I was just plain not feeling well enough to function. I was cold and I couldn't stop coughing. Nigel told them the situation and they volunteered to ride to the rescue with some extra cash. It turns out we didn't need it because for some reason Wyatt and Nigel have some kind of strange synergy and the damn tire decided it wanted to come off after all. So Nigel and Jesse handled the tire while I acted a fool damsel in distress and leaned on Wyatt's shoulder apologizing incessantly and trying not to cry and failing. We packed the car up hugged people goodbye and toddled home. Tomorrow I go back to Sears and go WTF Mate? I still don't know what is wrong with the tire.

But on a personal note I must say I am a truly blessed individual to have such wonderful friends. Jesse showed up and immediately tossed a blanket on me, gave me a big hug, and then proceeded to help change a tire in 27 degree weather. Nigel kept me sane and laughing while I kept losing my head not to mention basically taking over while I stood there sick and so very tired and cold. Wyatt got wept on yet again which is a bad habit I seemed to have developed which is just unacceptable. Not to mention blessing my heathen self and telling me it is okay to lose it when I needed to (which I still don't agree with because I am big and tough). It was strange and looking back on it kind of nice for once not having to be the one to take care of it all and just to fall apart and know there are people there to catch you. Not something I want a repeat of because I seriously value my ability to deal with bullshit a bit more then that. Not to mention do I seem the type to gladly play Damsel in Distress? I hope you said no, if you value your life you said no.

So the night ended rather eventfully. I wish the gremlins would get the hell out of my fucking car. I have a bit of a headache and I'm about to go crash. I have taken all my meds, the cough seems to have mostly stopped, and I am quite happily curled up in my warm, comfy bed. I can't say it was all bad. I didn't want the situation but .... I guess I just feel extra loved and special. I like having people I can count on at 1 in he morning to come help me out. I have a wonderful family and I know they would have come but I'm glad I didn't have to make anyone trip out to NP. I don't know now I'm getting paranoid my family is going to think I don't think they would or that I should have called them.

I believe that means I need to go get some sleep now. *sighs* Hopefully I can get my car fixed in the morning as I have an amazing amount of stuff I want to get done tomorrow.

Night LJ ^_^ And thank you once again to Nigel, Jesse, and Wyatt. *Snugs* You guys rock the socks ^_^