Yep.  I said it.  If you aren’t sure what that means, it means For Fuck’s sake.  Sorry for the profanity, but I am not sorry.  The last 14 days have sucked HARD.

(Note:  This is a post that I rant about things that may not interest anyone.  I DO apologize for this. But, I gotta purge.)

For the first time in literally 3 years I had a girls night.  It was great.  I enjoyed it, and really needed to be in the company of some wonderful women.  It went fabulously for a quaint affair.

The next day, I was sick. And of course, my hubs was out of town so I still had to make sure the kids ate, got to school, even had to deep clean the house for the landlord to do a yearly inspection.  No one could take care of me, I just laid.  I laid all day and all night as sleep isn’t an option with the croup it seems.

I posted about this earlier in the week. Or was it last week. Ugh…

Today is the first day I am not downing Robitussin like a teenager trying to get high at his grandparents house but can’t find any good meds.


A few days ago, I was so tired of it all.  My hip hurt, I felt like ass, I decided to try and make myself feel better.  I decided to venture out for a pedicure.  I can’t have painted toes during the surgery and it looked like a toddler had tried to color my toes with a marker, blind, and drunk.  It was time to get this fixed.

So, I shower, get on some clothes blow my nose 1,554 times, down some cough syrup and head out the door.

Once you leave the neighborhood where my  house is, it goes from 65mph to 55mph to 45 mph in a 1.5 mile span.  I knew Troopers had been clocking people, but really didn’t realize I hadn’t slowed down.

Why you ask?  Because I was having a coughing fit.  It started innocently enough, then it turned into a full blown, about to puke HACK. And as I passed the trooper I looked down and realized I was going 60 and had just passed the 45mph sign.

There went the lights.

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I used to get tickets all the time. I commuted and got at least one a year.  But in the last five years I have made a conscious effort to slow down.  And haven’t even been pulled over.

I knew it was me, I pulled over and started to try and find my license, insurance and registration.

He asked me where I was going.  I started to cry (not to get out of the ticket but it had just become TOO damned much) and said the following:

I have been so sick and I felt bad and I have surgery and I wanted to get my toes done so I left the house for the first time in eight days and started to cough and didn’t realize I didn’t slow down *Sniff sob Sniff* and I just wanted to feel a little better and I haven’t even been pulled over in so long and I can’t find my registration but here is the receipt for it I am sorry how much is this going *Sob Sniff* to cost???

Read that really fast and with a head cold.  It was damned pathetic.

He comes back and hands me a warning.

I looked up at him genuinely surprised.  “Really??” I sniveled.

He smiled and said, “I hope you feel better, just slow it down.”

I was dumbfounded.  I have never gotten out of a ticket.  NEVER. It also probably helped that truth be told, I looked like a coughed up hairball.  He took pity.  And I accepted it gratefully.

So it hasn’t been ALL bad but I had really hoped to have so much more done as my son’s birthday party is Sunday and Surgery one week from today.

I hope today is a sign that things are going to normal out some.


I started this just to say, I haven’t resigned my page, or vanished.  I just haven’t had the energy.

And then the word vomit came.  I truly hope to be back to my weekly posts and writing again starting Monday.

Thanks for sticking with me, it will probably just get weirder from here.  😉

As Always,

Woman on Pause

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6 thoughts on “FFS

  1. I’m so glad he just gave you a warning. It would have been too much with everything else. A little bit of mercy and common sense goes so far. Hope all goes well with the surgery too and you’re back to yourself. take care. x

    • Thanks….. FFS continues. They cancelled my surgery. 3 people took vacation and 2 days before they just cancelled. Because they ran out of cadaver cartilage. I am so over it I am under it…. But thank you!!

  2. This is one of my insane fears that has very little chance of actually happening: I am driving during rush hour traffic, I have a sneeze fit and it leads to a car accident. My sneezes are full body experiences. You’d think I’d be more worried about having another stroke while driving, but what can I say? I’m dumb like that.

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