Two posts at once…crazy right? Well, crazy is definitely one of the emotions I’m feeling so I guess that’s okay.
The past week (and counting) has been one hellish nightmare. Here’s the summary:
I was supposed to work Friday to get some overtime hours before heading to Cinci for the weekend. On the drive there, I heard about the horrible tragedy in Colorado. After spending a few hours playing workaholic intern, I checked my email. I had only one, and it was forwarded from my dad. My cousin, Braydin, took his life the night before. The initial surge of emotions was so strong I could only sit there in a blank daze. Finally, I emailed Ben right across the desk from me and told him why I had to leave immediately and couldn’t speak. I made it halfway home before I was openly sobbing on the phone with my sister. I managed to pull myself together enough to go home and pack for the weekend in Cincinnati. Then, because I couldn’t make this up, I got attacked by a squirrel. Mildly. Sitting on the very top stair to my top-floor apartment was the tiny mammal. We had a short staring contest while I explained how I only wanted to go home and that we could probably be friends if he wanted. He responded by jumping onto my feet and running around my legs before darting off. Lucky squirrel, because in that state I was about to bite him and give HIM rabies.
Fast-forward. I’ve made my plans to attend the funeral Monday evening. Oh hey, its me-some deranged, sociopath version of karma. My car’s front sway bar breaks and won’t be fixed until tomorrow. I didn’t even know I had a sway bar until it broke. I guess that’s how I find out about half the stuff in cars- mine breaks. Of course this is a special part so it’ll take $500 and a day or two to be fixed. Not only do I have next to no friends in Chicago, but the ones I do are away at work and probably don’t have a car available to borrow anyway. Public transportation to Crawfordsville would be about a 6 hour ordeal, arriving there well after it would be over. So here I sit, alone in my room, outraged at how completely helpless I feel.
Please send goodwill and prayers to Braydin’s family. I wish I could be there to embrace them and help them get through this tragic pain.
