First, yes, BILLIONS of people in the world have it far worse than I do. Believe me, I keep stuff like that in mind. In fact, I talked with two of them yesterday. On the other hand, it’s my blog, and I’m giving myself 24 hours for self-pity, so here I go.
To my extreme joy, the only way to keep my trailer (which I see no hope of escaping for decades to come) from sustaining even more water damage from these long-term ongoing leaks is to redo the entire roof, which handily will cost nearly every cent I have. Wheeee!
Again, could be worse. I’m not going into debt, for instance. I’ll just be highly broke for the next six months or so, hoping that nothing else goes wrong while I weigh whether I can afford to see a movie or eat out rather than make something at home. If nothing else goes wrong, by February I may be able to get back to having a bit of extra cash in my bank account, which would make me happy. Also, T-Fest is nearly a year off, meaning I should be easily able to make that in 2009, which I probably wouldn’t be able to if it were only three or four months off.
Again, I realize I should get over myself, and certainly many, many people in the wake of Ike have it far worse than me. When all is said and done, this is a rather extreme “What a drag!” situation, not anything worse than that. Still, I’m a whiny dick, what can I say.
This is not a call for money, by the way. A few seconds of your embarrassed, quietly loathing pity will more than suffice.
