breather, please?

Wow, the hits just keep on coming. This summer has just been full of suck. I am still recovering from losing Grace. We had to get a new vehicle even though we couldn’t really afford the extra monthly bill. My camera needed to be replaced which caused me to need Photoshop upgraded. The Jeep, camera and new Photoshop all would have been good things if the timing could have been better. We are still trying to figure out how to pay off the medical bills (two of which have been due for a month and they are still sitting on my desk).

On Saturday night my laundry room flooded. We had so much water that it ran out around the room onto the living room carpeting. Josh and my dad (bless their hearts) worked like crazy to try and get rid of the clog but just couldn’t do it. Roto-Rooter came out on Monday to jet the clog. Four hundred dollars later they left thinking the clog was removed. Tuesday they came back out to scope the line just to be sure everything was removed. The camera guy thought there was a very large problem at the main sewer line tap. I held it together (just barely). Today the came out to jet the line again and see the problem better. Luckily our problem isn’t at the tap (which would have been 10 grand of repairs) but instead in the middle of our front yard. Apparently the pipe that was laid there did not get installed correctly.

We are now looking into how we’ll get it repaired as cheap as possible since they quoted us $3,000. My dad and Josh are positive that it can be done for much, much less. It’s so immensely frustrating though. Now we have the hassle of getting someone else out here to check the line for themselves, getting quotes… Eventually we’ll have our lawn torn up, possibly my favorite tree removed and a day when we can’t run water.

I am very thankful that it wasn’t the more major of problems but it’s still a big problem for us. We really don’t need more bills, more stress and more hassles right now. What we really need is a breather. I feel like I can’t handle much more. And I hate even typing that because I feel like the universe is plotting against me. By putting that out there I’m just asking for something else bad to happen.

I feel guilty even complaining about all of this. We could have it so much worse…so many people do. And yet, I can’t help feel sorry for myself right now. I’m just asking for things to go a little smoother around here, that we could catch a break and get some of the good.

Edited to add: If only I was in a better frame of mind today. I missed a great opportunity when Roto-Rooter was here today to replicate a great scene from a great movie. (Sorry Mom, for the cuss words.)