Chaos Factor

One could probably say that I am the Real Life Drama Queen by my choice, though I have said many a time that I am she not by choice. But after this week I must withdraw my objections. How else am I to learn from my mistakes, if I don't stand up and face them head on.

I have been trying and trying to get a business up off the ground. Don't listen to anyone that says there are government grants for start up business'. They are full of crap. There are government grants for business' that are already established. That is true. Thousands of them at that. But for someone like me, that has a great idea and knows it could make money. I am pretty much stuck. I have horrible credit as well, due to stupidity and a divorce. It happens. So between getting my business off the ground, I work, I write, I am a mom, I try to have fun, I barely sleep and I dig myself in to holes. Normal for me. But then, just when I think I am on a smooth and rockless path I find a pebble, but it turns into a boulder.

I am throwing a party. I am trying to get my portfolio together so I have something to show to potential clients. I have wrapped up every bit of spare money into this venture. Therefore my car breaking down again, was not wanted nor affordable. I fixed it, but I can hear other things about to go out on it. My poor baby. Funny thing is, I had to move some stuff. So I borrowed a friends truck. I ended up running out of time, so we decided to just keep our vehicles switched for a few days. She forgot my windows are broke and you can't roll them down unless you do it a certain way. Then the car started stalling at stop lights and when she would turn corners. Naturally she didn't tell me any of this until we switched back vehicles three days later. I return her truck in perfect condition. I get my car back with windows down in positions I can't get them out of and to it stalling all the time.

Now I am in no way blaming my friend for the stalling. The windows on the other hand, didn't really bother me too much. I know how to fix them. I just ran out of time and didn't have help to do so. Naturally it started to rain on my way to work. So I ran in to my job and grabbed some trash bags. Hoping to at the very least curb the rain from coming into the car. Which it did. I did get the joy of being so completely soaked that I could ring water out of my shirt and pants. Lovely.

By the way. I worked like that. Wet clothes, wet socks, wet shoes and raccoon eyes from my mascara running.

Honestly not sure where I was going with this story. LOL