Heartache continues

This week has really sucked. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to be alive, but this week, wow. First, I try to go to my classroom, but the custodian & his friends hung out watching cable in my room, but noone bothered to wax & get me ready for the kids 1st day. I had to put on a sweet smile, and he agreed to wax, if I would remove everything from the room myself, which I did. Then I decide for nostalgic fun, my girlfriend & I slip off to White Waters Theme Park in Atl for a little fun, sans her kids. Well, it didn't just rain, it monsoon poured, we paid for gas (wow), parking, food, locker, and didn't even get to ride a kiddie slide, didn't even get wet, except for the rain soaking. After returning home I attempted to contact the shipper of my car I bought on ebay, oh, what seems like a millenium ago, to see if they had a truck assigned for my car, but alas, NO, and it just seems I have really picked the wrong company. Then the icing on my pit party cake happened today. I ran our 28th annual Woodstock 5K, it was a pretty fun time, great turnout, bands, food, prizes, etc. When I left this morning for the Woodstock race, God whispered in my ear to put my beautiful cat Ray inside, but I was late & didn't listen. Then I returned from the race & their was the message again, look for Ray, didn't look, went inside & took a nap. Then at 4pm our neighbor came to tell me Ray was dead in her yard. I buried him out back. I feel so guilty & sad, we had Ray for nearly 5 years, and unfortunately 5 years seems to be an unlucky number for cats in our lives. I know this has nothing to do w/ TTC, but he was one of the fur babies God has intrusted to me, on my journey. I feel like I suck, & I failed.