Surviving My Worst Week Ever

I’ve had shitty days before, but never really a week that was full of them.

Last week my work laptop was stolen, my SUV crashed into the El Paso Museum of Art by itself (read on, I swear it wasn’t my fault), work pressure was out of control, my social media wasn’t on point and a handful of other family issues.

No one really has a bad life. Not even a bad day. Just bad moments.

Here’s the officer fingerprinting my SUV after I reported my work laptop stolen. Little did I know that I live less than a block away from a homeless shelter AND a sex offender halfway house. Oy vey.


This past Friday – I was mortified to hear that there was a glitch in my new podcast episode. It’ wasn’t that bad of a glitch, but still – it existed and I felt compelled to fix it. After a few failed errands after work, I decided to stop by the office to fix my show.

Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.

After about 10 minutes in the office, my beau (who now works with me) called me and hurriedly told me that my SUV had somehow crashed into a tree, pole and two bike racks, I ran out of the office and found out my SUV in this sorry state:


The El Paso Police Department and my insurance agent are truly flabbergasted that my SUV travelled all that way on it’s own – I’m pretty incredulous too. EPPD suspects an attempted robbery; the emergency brake was on, the gear was in ‘park’ and my doors were locked.

Truck Accident

I’m counting my blessings:

  • I live and work downtown, my son goes to school and summer camp in downtown too.  Not having my vehicle has allowed us to slow down and smell the flowers again.
  • No one was hurt while my SUV went renegade.
  • Everything that was damaged is replaceable and is in the process of being replaced.
  • We’re okay – life will go on!

The greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.