Last month, I just got over telling Ryan how I am unlucky. I just don't win anything. Really, giveaways, raffles, if there's an odd, you should bet against me. It's safe to go "No Pass" on my a.. You get what I mean.
So, I entered to win an signed copy of this book about traveling to Disney World with kids, anyway. I won. I actually won! You know what else? Ryan won a cool flashlight from a different giveaway. We were on a roll!
Then things turned for the worse. Or should I say worst? We found out some unfortunate medical news (no, not super life threatening), our AC broke, the driver's window of our truck broke, we were waiting to have our ice machine fixed. It seemed all our luck was spent. Then Ella for a fever. It came down a little, then it came back with fervor. It got so high, the thermometer just said "HIGH". We drove off to the ER with the bravest little girl I know.
Ryan said he's already at his limit. I admit I don't know how much more of this I can take. When will we hit bottom and there is nowhere to go but up? Will there ever be an up? I try to be positive and not lose hope, but really. Sigh.