Meltdown?

Stupid gate. Stupid rain. Stupid flood. Four days after being forced to walk through surprisingly cold flood waters to manually open my electric gate because it has been malfunctioning for ONE MONTH and the gate guy can't be arsed to pass by and fix it, I am still sick as a dog. This is my third sick day in a row, which means I will have to hike my sorry ass to the doctor tomorrow for a medical certificate in order to get my sick leave signed. And what a day it was. So hoarse that it wasn't even worth it to try to talk, I sent my kids off once again and slept through the morning, waking up at noon for the first time in years.

The rest of the day has been a blur of exhaustion - and even resting doesn't make me feel rested - and hunger, and I'm too tired to cook, so it has been french fries, freezer remains, canned tuna, crackers and jelly for me all day.

I'm not having much of a happy streak these past few weeks; it's just been one thing after another. I was wondering if I'm having some sort of breakdown...or maybe a meltdown?