PINKBUNNIESLIPPERS

With all due respect a tone of seriousness hushes over my corner of the world.

It's been a difficult weekend. A family issue came up that I wasn't prepared for but in the back of my mind knew would happen. Since it's once again one of those items that falls under "not my story to discuss" I won't. Just know it was rough going. How I responded was last night I got drunk and acted like an asshole.
I wanted to blot away feeling what I was feeling but now woke up feeling like a (broke) ass. Mind you I just basically got tipsy last night and didn't act like myself. Nothing horrid. Mr Pbs has taken the last 48 hours in stride (even tipsy mean funny self loathing wife) and is going to be pampered today. Although that has a clause that he needs to fix the bathroom sink otherwise all bets are off.
Seriously.
It leaks and leaks bad. Our bathroom has been under "renovation" status for FOUR YEARS. We installed a pedestal sink that sounded like a good idea but ended up horrid. Worst idea ever. Pretty, yes. Practical, hell no. So it's new thing is to regurgitate all water passing through it's pipes. Nice. So after using the bathroom facility one has to run to the kitchen to wash up using that sink. We have a small house and only one bathroom so it not being up to par hurts. I guess this is why basically lazy people should not buy fixer uppers, or houses in general for that matter.