Good Daylight hours.
Found out Saturday that my dad had a house fire at his place in Missouri, but the fire dept saved his house and he was ok.
Found out last night that there was more to it. Somebody broke in and stole the safe he had in his office. Not a big deal, except that the safe had 175,000 dollars in it he was loaning me to buy a house. The fire was set to cover up the burglary. His house is not livable due to smoke and water damage , and my house purchase is put on hold indefinately.
Paypal hasn't fixed my issue from yesterday, so I think I'll call and cuss them out for good measure shortly.
I think today is screaming for me to not do squat, but I feel like being a rebel and busting butt double time to take my mind off the situations that seem to slam headfirst into my petty little existence.
A little
should help alleviate the overwhelming desire to slap the shit out of any and everybody with a pulse. If not, avoid me at all costs today!
Have a great day and remember "When the going gets tough, roll another one...or two..or.."