Started Sunday when it stormed like hell and I had to go outside and bring in one of the cats, got soaked to the bone and then got the big "F U" from mother nature because as soon as I got the cat in the house the rain lightened up.

Arrived at work work at 7pm and did my whole 12hr shift, nothing happened until 7am when my boss never showed up to relieve me. Called him twice and never got a reply, 8am he finally calls and says his alarm never went off and he'd right, 9am he shows up and...forgot the paychecks at the house so he takes off to go get them, gets back at 10am. So my 12hr shift turned into a 15hr shift.

Began driving home, after 3min or so I hit the highway and...my van completely stalls out. so I had to get over on the shoulder and call a tow truck to take me to Mathews Ford, told me it was gonna be an Hr and a half wait for the truck so I sat in van that entire time with no AC and the occasional breeze to keep me cool.

Tow truck arrive a little later than was quoted, everything is hooked up and he head to Mathews, there I decide I've had enough with the van and talk to a sales man about doing a trade-in, as frustrated as I've been with the van I'd have gladly taken a car from 1994 just for the sake it worked.

Sales man is unable to take my info(other than my number) because there are 2 people ahead of me and asked that i call back around 3pm. So I sat in the waiting room where I didn't have to wait very long for their shuttle driver to show up and take me home.

Once home I decide that I might as well head to the bank, cash my check and do some needed shopping. Summer heat made me sweat a lot but I could keep it out of my eyes so i survived. The trip from my house to the grocery store and post office is about a 7-8 block trip(this info is important for later.), at the store I just got a few needed items for house.

At the post office I walked in only to find the area where the clerks usually are completely blocked, since I was able to walk I know they weren't closed plus the sign said 9am-5pm and it was only 12:30. Assuming they were on their lunch break I sat down and waited, lady walks and comments on the place looking closed and I make the mistake of talking to her about how I think their on lunch. Why was that a mistake? Because shortly after she goes into a screaming fit about how I was trying to steal her purse, she then begins screaming people who aren't even there which just freaks me out more than I originally was.

After 30min the clerks show up, I buy my stamps(the whole reason I was there) and head out for home. Outside the sky is looking gloomy but there's no thunder or lighting so I wasn't too worried. Walking passed the Save Alot(which is in the same area as the post office) the whole area is hit with an instant heavy down pour, I head into Save Alot hoping to buy some big bags to keeps my purchases dry.

With my stuff stuffed in 2 bags and tied tightly I headed out into the storm and trekked the 7-blocks back, rain never lightened up and I was completely soaked to the bone when i finally got inside.

I've heard/read it many times growing up but yesterday I finally understood what Garfield meant when he said "I hate Mondays."