Dear life

Wow! Just Wow…and NOT in a good way.  Last week you did your utmost best to make my life an absolute misery…the really sad part was that the week was a really short one.

While technically the week started off well as I spent Monday and most of Tuesday in my home town visiting the parentals, the rest of the week did not have quite the same vibe.  On Tuesday night, shortly after returning to Jozi, The Italian and I broke up.  Now I realise most of you don’t even know about The Italian…this was done mostly on purpose…but just as he was starting to weave his way into my social media life it all came to an end.  I suppose as far as breakups go it wasn’t that bad.  We had a long talk and parted ways very amicably….for this I’m grateful.  Breakups can be so messy and horrible…I suppose I’m kind of lucky.  Anyway…despite the fact that we parted ways amicably, breakups still suck.  I don’t easily let people in…and the fact that someone I trusted enough to let in was just no longer there is not only painful, but also slightly depressive.

So anyway…my week was NOT going well and then of course YOU had to make it worse.  On Friday morning, shortly after having seen my chiropractor and getting awesome feedback from him, some idiot in a BERCO express delivery van (with bullbars) decided NOT to stop at the red traffic light.  The same light where a whole bunch of other cars had already stopped and had been waiting for the light to change for some time. Needless to say he smashed into the back of my car pretty hard….there goes all the progress I’ve made with my chiropractor.  But worse than that…my poor 4 month old car:( I’m still heartsore when I think about it.

Look, in all honesty the actual damage isn’t that bad. But I still have to go through all the admin of an insurance claim and I’ll still have to drive around in a stupid rental while my baby gets fixed.  I’m not impressed.

So right now the scoring is as follows: Life 2 Ruby 0.  Now you might have won this particular battle, but I can assure you that you will NOT win this war.  Prepare to kiss my ass.



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