I don’t believe this. I don’t fucking believe this. As if work stress, family stress, someone stealing my fanfiction and our laptop slowly dying wasn’t enough to deal with...
Some complete asshole stole the license plate from the back of our car. Hubs found out this morning when he dropped me off at work and stopped off for gas on the way home.
Now we need new plates and a new tax sticker, can’t go anywhere until they process the police report and send us a copy (so I have to start taking cabs to work for the foreseeable future)... I can’t even get to the bank to cash my paycheck tomorrow because the nearest branch is clear across town, so our rent’s going to be late too.
Needless to say, I am not wearing my happy face today. I’d ask what else could go wrong, but at this point, I’m honestly not sure I even want to know.