Take a deep breath

Sometimes stuff like this happens and I just turn my head and breath.

Today my step in front of my house shattered.  That's the moment that I wish I had a husband.  I can cook and clean and do all the girly stuff, heck, I even like grocery shopping.  I leave for El Salvador in like 4 days. What the heck.

No one was hurt. If I have to, I can figure this out... how hard can it be?  LOL.   I guess I'll see if anyone knows someone, if not, I'll go price steps, mix up some concrete, hope I don't mess up my nails and get it done.

I'm a girl.  I just want to cry.

Good night, this can't be fixed by morning...  no sense in losing sleep over it.



Comments

Ruth Chowdhury said…
My dad is a handyman & would probably be happy to fix it for you! For realz - let me know!