Crash

 So yesterday was another banner day for me....

First, Kevin upset me, really hurt my feelings, even though he didn't mean too...then he found out that he is having a water leak from the upstairs neighbors air conditioner and it is flooding his kitchen...so had to deal with yet another fucking nightmare in this "supposedly all renovated apartment", this apartment was obviously renovated by a grade school child...it has been one repair after another...

The water was also leaking out of his AC vent in the bathroom above the tub...he got a stool and was standing up on it while taking the AC vent off, and the stool slipped out from under him and he came crashing down onto the toilet and sink...I was standing by the sink, and instinctively tried to catch him, and I hit hard against the sink....I either cracked or bruised my ribs...so today I am in really bad pain, especially if I cough or take a deep breath.

This is the third time I have injured my ribs and I know how they feel when they are cracked or bruised....fuck

Kevins lower back is hurting him as well....we are both too old for this shit....Kevin was stupid for standing on that stool and I was stupid to not stop him...

Then on top of all this drama, Kevin gets a call from a friend, who only calls him for computer issues, and this guy was in a PTSD attack because he couldn't get into his emails, so he was burning up Kevins phone....so Kevin had to talk him off the ledge and managed to get him back into his email...but on friday, Kevin has to go and do more "educational instruction" to this guy about computers....It really pisses me off that people only call Kevin when they need something from him...I have been trying to teach him the word "no", and he is getting better at just simply telling people, NO!  I remind him that they are just using him....because they NEVER call to say hey, or lets hang out, its always "can you fix this?"  fuck them, I am so fucking tired of Kevin being used and taken advantage of, because he is a good guy and knows alot of fucking stuff....

Its the same with me, nobody ever calls me just to chat and shoot the shit, it is always for a specific reason....so I know that when I get a call from anyone, especially family members, its because they want something I can give...fuck them too.

We are suppose to go to Jeep Night at the pub tonight, but we will just have to see how bad we hurt later today...

On a lighter note, Boomer got a bath and hair cut, and he looks so much better...

I am so tired of all the drama, of not being heard or listened too, of being physically hurt and emotionally hurt...I swear I feel like I am in a boxing ring with no gloves and my hands tied behind my back...

S