Life has been phenomenally unpleasant the past four days. It all started with my father having a stroke. That was seriously scary. He was slurring his r's and I was really scared, imagining all sorts of crazy things.
This was followed by the missing Philhealth receipts and the unreflected Philhealth payments which had me practically screaming at the people at SM's business center. I was accusing the supervisor of "havin' no heart".
This was topped by Riley's yaya taking a really long break without informing us, and Bek-Bek running off with yet another man, leaving the house without a helper. Bek-bek's hobby is men and eloping. It's the second time she has done that. Bek is our house help. We are freakin' hopeless without one. So, yeah, these past few days suck. Big effin' time. Whoopee.