I’ve had it with this year.
E lost our dog in February. Our house flooded in July. We’re still trying to not get fucked over by our contractor on that. We get a new dog in November, who is sweet as can be but NEEDS attention in a way so unlike our old dog. And now, right before we head to my parents for Christmas, she says hi to the neighbors dog and gets a scratched eye. Because traveling with my daughter who has celiac isn’t stressful enough, let’s add a puppy in a cone. Work has been, at times, a complete shit show, and will be worse next year. There’s more I’m forgetting, but I’m done with 2019. Enough already.