I know people have bigger problems. But jeez, could I catch a break?
Ran a ton of errands today. Picked up my tax return, I'm getting a big refund. Yay!
Got a call from the contractor fixing my house. A delivery truck leaving my house collapsed the bridge.
Which is the only access to my house.
Which means the closest I can get my truck to my house is about 50 yards away.
Which means I have to call even more contractors to fix my bridge.
Which, it turns out, means that my dam, of which the bridge is a part, is old, decrepit, and in need of major repairs.
Like, $50,000 dollars in repairs.
Kinda takes the joy out of that big tax refund.
And I immediately went there.
If I had had a loving, faithful wife, who cared about me and about maintaining our home, then I would have been able to do the maintenance around the farm that needed to be done. I had been looking for a contractor to fix my then-small problem with the dam during what turned out to be her affair period. But with all the other farm maintenance I was doing alone, and then the trauma of D-Day, all that went out the window.
So yes, I blame her for the problem I have today.
The collapsed bridge means that the restoration work on my home is on hold until I get a temporary fix in place. Which means I need to pay for a temporary fix, then pay again for a permanent fix.
But I'm unemployed, living off the money I saved for retirement as it is.