...life is just screwing you over every chance it gets? I feel like everything that can go wrong is going wrong right now. It's happening so fast I barely have a chance to react. It seems like every time I turn around there is another problem in my life.
First problem: My horse starts losing weight. I get a vet out to see him and as I assumed he has worms. So the vet worms him. Cool. Then the vet tells me that whatever teeth in back are getting worn down from him cribbing and that if he keeps on doing it he's going to be in serious pain. I'm not sure how to stop him but it doesn't matter because I can't make it out to the barn anyways because...
Second Problem: ... my car's completely falling apart! It's seriously spilling out transmission fluid everywhere and I was lucky that I made it home from work. I live with a boyfriend who could look at it and tell me what's wrong but he refuses to because I just found out that...
Third Problem: ...he's in one of his manic get the hell out of my way states. I asked him what I should do and at one moment he said:
"I'll take a look at it later"
and then the next minute he said:
"You're on your own. Figure it out"
So, ah, yeah. I'm screwed. He has these weird moodswings and I can just see in his eyes anything I'll ask/say will result in him freaking out. I know a girl at work whose husband might be able to take a look at it Sunday but she lives 15 miles away and I'm worried my car won't make it that far.
Sorry, this is so long. Right now I just feel so ****ed and have no idea what to do.
Anyone else having a bad time? Misery loves company.
~Nicole
First problem: My horse starts losing weight. I get a vet out to see him and as I assumed he has worms. So the vet worms him. Cool. Then the vet tells me that whatever teeth in back are getting worn down from him cribbing and that if he keeps on doing it he's going to be in serious pain. I'm not sure how to stop him but it doesn't matter because I can't make it out to the barn anyways because...
Second Problem: ... my car's completely falling apart! It's seriously spilling out transmission fluid everywhere and I was lucky that I made it home from work. I live with a boyfriend who could look at it and tell me what's wrong but he refuses to because I just found out that...
Third Problem: ...he's in one of his manic get the hell out of my way states. I asked him what I should do and at one moment he said:
"I'll take a look at it later"
and then the next minute he said:
"You're on your own. Figure it out"
So, ah, yeah. I'm screwed. He has these weird moodswings and I can just see in his eyes anything I'll ask/say will result in him freaking out. I know a girl at work whose husband might be able to take a look at it Sunday but she lives 15 miles away and I'm worried my car won't make it that far.
Sorry, this is so long. Right now I just feel so ****ed and have no idea what to do.
Anyone else having a bad time? Misery loves company.
~Nicole