Why do good people always have the worst luck?...
I am grumpy, I am grouchy, I am annoying, I complain too much I won't deny that, but when it comes to helping out other people when they need it I am always there and my boyfriend is just like that and even more than me, he's just a good samaritan.
But being a good samaritan has its own price and is not pretty; it always comes with bad things on the side.
Yesterday morning as my boyfriend wanted to leave for work he noticed a big big space in the parking...something was missing...his car...
Why I ask, why this has to happen to him? In the worst of the times when he has to support his family who came from their country a few months ago to live in the US and has a big debt in the banks for that reason.
This really pisses me off, it turns me green. I am thinking one of these days I am going to turn like the HULK, I always try to keep things calm when something bad happens to me or my family and I have to keep my mouth shut because that's what a nice person has to do, just accept what it comes and thank the Omnipresent for giving us that big test to prove we are good sons. But I am reaching my limit, oh yes I am, one day I am going to talk, I am going to talk loud and clear so everybody hears me....even YOU!
Why? This is my question today, why? It's not fair, really it is not!
So now I gave my car to my boyfriend to take it to work because he has to drive over 40 miles to get there until he finds a car he can buy, I don't mind taking the public transp. plus I work near home. So I'll look at the possitive side in this disgrace. My boyfriend is picking me after work... Yippiiiii!
Alright, it's not working!
I'm grouchy, so everybody who wants to deal with me today will get some of my "Hulkiness"