The World Says, "F_ck Wickkett!"

I know I have been absent for several days dear readers, and I no one is sorrier for this absence then I. Let me start with a rundown of Wednesday for you.

Wednesday

5:00 am- The alarm clock goes off alerting me to the new day and the need to drag my carcass out of bed and find the energy to go to the gym.
5:10 am- I collapse in bed clutching my head in pain trying to fight the wave of nausea that has swept through my body. With the sickening realization that there will be no gym the alarm clock is reset and I try to sleep away a migraine before I have to go to work.
6:10 am- I manage to get up, my head still hurts but it is tolerable. I hop in the shower and go about my daily routine.
6:30 am- I run out of coffee, and the world screams a collective exclamation of horror.
7:00 am- I go out to my car to find it unexpectedly frozen over. The defrosting time makes it so I will no longer be as early as I would like.
7:15 am- A jack on the road swerves around me running a red honks his horn and flips me off in what I can only assume is a attempt to win the worlds biggest as_hole award. He almost causes a wreck and I still end up directly behind him.
7:20 am- I follow the jack that almost caused a wreck for 10 blocks causing him to look back over his shoulder extremely nervous many times.
7:30 am- A huge pillar of black smoke and many rescue personnel alert me to a very large church burning to the ground.
7:32 am- People try to block me from merging on to the freeway. They do not win. (Nor will they ever)
7:32 1/2 am- I glance over and see a massacred cow in a field.
7:33 am- I am stuck behind a cop that insists on going ten miles under the speed limit, probably just to see if anyone has the gall to pass him.
7:35 am- I have the gall.
7:47 am- A co-worker calls in at the last minute and I now have to cover for them. Which means I get to do the most boring task in the coldest part of the building. This would be a little more understandable if this person did not call in at the last minute every other day, and call in to me. I am not the one to call in to I could give a sh_t less!
8:00 am- I have to break the news to my boss that so-and-so will not be in yet again.
9:30 am- It starts to snow.
10:00 am- It is snowing a lot!
10:40 am- Employees start to run for it.
12:30 pm- My relief comes in and I leave to go and pick up little man before it's too late.
12:45 pm- The Sig looses control on a patch of ice and jacks up the Honda's tire and rim. Fortunately it was no worse.
2:00 pm- I am almost to little man's school. The roads were so bad it took that long!
2:40 pm- Little man and I make it to the grocery store after loosing control of the Dodge in several scary places. If I did not know how to drive in this weather we would have been toast on a specific hill.
3:30 pm- We make it home just as the Sig and Boo Boo are getting ready to come and search for us.
4:00 pm- It's snowing harder.
5:00 pm- I think about the sick time being stolen from my pay check, yet again, as we play Wii Sports and watch the snow fall even harder.
5:45 pm- I make a quiche for dinner.
6:00 pm- I exercise in the house and pull a hamstring.
7:20 pm- The dog disappears in a snowy yard at which point I dive in and rescue her. We both end up cold and wet.
7:30 pm- I except the fact that I will most likely not be able to make it to work in the morning, considering it is STILL snowing...hard.
8:00 pm- The Sig lights the fire, we bathe the boy, and put him to bed.
8:10 pm- Video games, and eventually bed.

I get the feeling I should have just stayed in bed to begin with.

Yesterday little man's school was closed so I stayed home. At least it wasn't as bad as Wednesday!