It started out OK but ended not so great. STBXW sent me an email on Fri asking for more crap from the house. Pissed me off but I decided not to reply until Mon. Then Sat morning I finally decided to go see the Chriopracter for my back. He tells me my back's all jacked up and he can tell it's like a steel rod. He did some adjustments then sends me over to the physical therapist. Just my luck! the only one available at the time was this 300lbs Samoan dude. He tells me to take off my shirt and let him know if it hurts too much- thankfully he let me keep my pants on Then the next 20 mins I suffered the most painful 'massage' I've ever had in my life. But being the stud that I am I didn't say anything even when he dug his elbows in my back to strech it out- lesson for next time, if it hurts like a sumbitch say it. Now I have bruises and aches that I didn't have before- wonderful! Then I come home to another invoice from the L- they've already run through the last $5k I gave them less than 4 weeks ago and the case hasn't moved an inch. I'm going to get another L, I've had it with these a-holes. Just as I come to grips with the money issue I lose more. F!!
I needed to clear my head so Sun morning I decided to go on a nice canyon drive which was fun but didn't quite give me the fulfillment I was hoping for. So I came home, worked out, had lunch and decided to go for a ride along the oceam. I rolled the bike out of the garage, let it warm up, put on my riding gear, threw it first gear and the bike died. After fiddling with it for 20mins I disgustingly rolled it back into the garage...needs major work. I thought about setting it on fire and roasting marshmallows on it- mmmm smores! Then the crush I have/had on this one chick- I'm trying to get over it but my mind seems to have a mind of it's own- what a flaming mess!
I know there're reasons why things happen but when so many things pile up at once it's not fun.
Me: 35|WAW: 38|D: 6yo | http://tinyurl.com/2dxx7m6 Feb 2006, left, came back in two weeks Aug 2006, left again Apr 2007, filed for divorce Dec 2007, reunited Mar 2010, moved out, filed again
Then the next 20 mins I suffered the most painful 'massage' I've ever had in my life. But being the stud that I am I didn't say anything even when he dug his elbows in my back to strech it out- lesson for next time, if it hurts like a sumbitch say it. Now I have bruises and aches that I didn't have before- wonderful! Then I come home to another invoice from the L- they've already run through the last $5k I gave them less than 4 weeks ago and the case hasn't moved an inch. I'm going to get another L, I've had it with these a-holes. Just as I come to grips with the money issue I lose more. F!!