I have had a pretty okay week. That’s bad when it is just pretty okay. Not horrible but not great. I however, cannot really complain because two of my siblings are having a much worse week. So, in tribute to one of their worst weeks ever, here’s to you C & M.
My older sister’s car decided to stay in alarm mode and refuses to start. She sucked it up and decided to just ride her bike to work. Upon examination of said bike, flat tire. She is very into walking so she walked to work. In Mississippi. In the summertime. Good times. And as if having a car that has decided to lock you out is not bad enough and a flat tire on your bike isn’t an absolute joy, came the medical emergency. Her daughter and granddaughters went camping and her youngest granddaughter tripped and fell into the fire pit full of embers. She was sent to the Children’s Hospital in Mobile with 2nd degree burns on her poor little hands, arms, and neck. She’s a trooper though and isn’t letting her bandages, lack of eyebrows or bangs bother her. C, you have officially won the unofficial Worst Week Ever award and no, it’s not transferrable.
My youngest sister, M, learned out that her beloved oldest daughter moved to Arkansas over the weekend. Without stopping by to say goodbye. Bad start to the week. Kids have got to find their own path but that path really should include letting your parents know when you’ve decided to move very far out of state. Then, her husband’s brakes went out on his truck on his way to work. He managed to careen into a ditch and avoid hitting others but now they get to look for replacement vehicles. She was edged out of winning the unofficial Worst Week Ever award by not having a child trying to spontaneously combust. Better luck next time.
I feel bad about having a cruddy week involving #6’s inability to ever not talk, #7’s bad attitude, #5 thinking that being a teenager involved being disrespectful, and the continuing saga of attempting to move an entire household. All in all, it’s not cruddy at all compared to my sisters. So, here’s to me for not having a vehicle crap out, a child not move out of state without notice, and not having a child lose any hair to a camping trip. And here’s to my sisters for not completely losing their shit. I love you, I’m here for you, and I’ll gladly take 3rd runner up in this contest.