This week man. It was actually a perfectly fine week. Even a great week. The weather was good. It was only 4 work days as opposed to 5. And my kids started a new nighttime ritual of reading to each other for 20 minutes which is so much more charming then when they read to me for 20 minutes. All in all it was a great week. Except for one little problem…. everything broke. There were the little (yet still sad) things like my favorite jacket which ripped on a machine at work, as well as some bigger ticket items.
1) The GPS
I’m not entirely sure if it’s the actual GPS, or the power cord. I’m hoping it’s the later. Either way it caused some severe disorientation when it decided to give out in the middle of northern New Jersey over the weekend. Thankfully we made it home. Eventually.
2) The Minivan
AKA my right hand man. My other half. My wing man. It was just the breaks this time. But I fear the end may be near for our faithful friend.
3) The Washing Machine
I should never have tried to clean those machine washable couch covers to begin with. Perhaps this is a sign from God that our house is clean enough the way it is and that I should be relaxing on the coach with cookies instead of trying to clean it.
4) My Piggy Bank
See numbers 2 and 3
5) My Sanity
Was it ever whole to begin with?