4th of July weekend

It started on Saturday around 6pm with a migrain and my freezer making an airplane noise. I called my grandpa and he said he'd come over on Sunday. I left to go to Jennifer's to go ghost hunting at kearny park in the middle of nowhere. It was pretty much deserted when we got there so we drove up to the mansion. We were pretty sure there were no ghosts but we were definatly getting car jacked. Then Kit decided it would be a great idea to get out and look around. Jenn went with her. I refused to get out. They came back and we got the hell out of there. Me and Jenn were trying to freak each other out by telling ghost stories on the way back and it was working until Kit chimed in with "I don't think there are ghosts. Whats happening is your brain is producing too much dopamine and your kinda having like a mini halusination." Total buzz kill! Thanks Kit! So we get back to Jennifer's and Kit goes home. Me and Jenn start watching something that calls itself ghost stories but is in fact stories of life lessons. I went home. The next morning my fridge was making a louder airplane noise so my grandpa comes over and took the fan out. After about 45 min of bad words he announced the motor in the freezer is shot but the fridge is still working. Yeah right! It took its last breath about 45 min after he left. We tool all my freezer stuff over to his house and he told me to keep the fridge door closed till he could figure somthing out. Gram starts in with "I thought you were on a diet. Why do you have so much ice cream?" Its popsicles and the ice cream is well within my points. Now with my freezer stuff gone and the no opening of the fridge, I can't eat my weight watchers points because I have no food. With nothing else to do, hungry and near tears I start calling every repair shop in the phone book. Wouldn't you know no one answers the phone on a sunday holiday weekend! Jerks! Then I call Lowes, Home Depot and Sears. All tell me the same thing "we can sell you a fridge but can't deliver it until next Thursday." No good. My grandpa shows up Monday morning and announces he bought me a new fridge and he brought Greg to help him unload it. They get it off the truck and come in to take the old broken one out. They put it on the dolly and take it to the door it won't fit thru. More bad words. They try taking the door off. No good. How did these people get it in in the first place?! Build the mobile home around the fridge?! Pop and Greg take the doors off the fridge and are finally able to get it out. Then they have to take the doors off the new one to get it in. Thats about the time Greg dropped the screw and it went under the stove. Bye screw. Thats ok we'll just take the screw off the old one. Ta da! They plug it in. Success! Then they line it up to push it in and the plug comes out. Damn. He plugs it in and line it up. It comes out again. Worse bad word. This happens several times. Finally Pop gets behind the fridge and plugs it in but now he's stuck behind it. No good. Greg holds the plug in place, Pop gets out and they move it in. Success! None of the food spoiled and I have a working fridge. Yay! Thank you Pop and Greg! In the mean time Ende cat has kicked all the litter out of the box. Thanks Ende! Things were going way too smooth. I yelled at her for being a jerk and go to lay on my bed. Ende comes in and lays on my chest and starts purring. She never purrs! Now I have guilt for yelling at her. Migrain is worse. I take MORE aleve. See a commercial for aleve. Take 2 now and you won't need any more for the rest of the day my ass! I'm thinking of writing them a mean letter! I've taken like 24! Get up to go to work. Still hurting. If when I go for weigh in at weight watchers and I've gained, I'm going postal!