I've Said it Before, But...

I know I've said this before but there are so many times I am pretty much 100% certain that the universe is laughing at me. It's just sitting back with a huge bowl of snacks and having a great big laugh at my expense. 

I'm the girl who drives an hour to the base before I realize that I left my purse (with all forms of ID) at home & has a 4-pack of beer explode on me on the way back to the house. The one who has ended up on crutches after a case of sodas broke and all of them came crashing down on my foot. I'm also the one who ended up with my arm in a sling for about a month after I partially tore my rotator cuff when I made the silly mistake of adjusting the shower head from kid-height to Dondi-height. (And let's not talk about what happens when I try to use stairs. That's just not kosher.)

I've been chased down my stairs by spiders, and out of my storage room by a rat. Had a frog fall out of my umbrella onto my shoulder and another that jumped on my arm and then peed on me. (How rude was that?!) And then there was the time I pulled back the blinds on our back door to find a 400+ pound bear staring back at me. (That was a really fun heart attack.)

So yeah. The universe finds my life entertaining. I'm really ok with it. Really. Well, most of the time. It keeps things interesting & I do hate to be bored. 

But see today. Well. The universe and I apparently need to have a talk about what is appropriate and what is not. 

I am in the last week of this school term - finals week. (Ugh!) But I had everything planned perfectly. I studied my butt off for my Victimology final so that I could knock it out today & spend the rest of the week studying for my American Lit final on Friday. Really, I just wanted Victimology out of the way. It is the hardest test I've ever taken (except Bio. Those sucked!) and I wanted it over with. I was three questions away from the end....THREE. Starting to breath a deep sigh of "I'm almost done with this sh*t!" 

And then my internet shut off. 

Now I have to start all over. 

I guess I should just be glad the kids weren't home when it happened. I'll go ahead and tell you that what came out of my mouth was not even a little appropriate for children's ears. It might not have been appropriate for my ears. But really? 3 questions?? That was just rude. Lol

So thank you, dear universe-people, for letting me entertain you once again. But really, next time I'd like to just finish the damn test. And then I promise you can shut off the power and the internet and whatever else you like (knock on wood!!).