A week ago Monday, I wound up in Emerg with Sciatica. Then I got dumped. About 3 hours ago, I became unemployed.
Look, I’m not going to lie. A big part of my psyche is hiding under my bed and it aint coming out for anything.
But.
My mum always used to say that bad things came in 3’s.
And as near as I can count, that’s three bad things.
Something good now, right?
Oh no! I hope that something good comes soon. So sorry to hear it.
Oh crap (sorry that’s not ladylike but seems to fit the situations). Hope things look up soon.
As I think I said to you elsewhere, I don’t know WHY crappy stuff always seems to happen all at once, but I am so sorry for everything you’ve been through lately — and I’m really, really hoping that the rule of 3 applies here. Much love to you!