I actually allowed myself to have a short meltdown.

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Today started out well, even though we woke up to dark skies, winds, and stormy weather. The power stayed on, and I was enjoying a calm day at home. All I had to do was pick up a medication for my son after 4:30 PM. Fine, that works for me. Because our complex has had a slew of so-called managers for several years that have absolutely no idea of what they are doing, they are often behind on re-upping us for leases, etc. About half of us didn't get our leases done because the last manager got fired. Big surprise...not. So the ''new'' manager is now trying to catch up. She informed me, and several other residents today, that are rent was going up, and presented us with a new paper with a new total--over $250 MORE per month. A big, fat NOPE from me, I refused to sign it. I told her I had been here for years, and it never, ever has been an increase even close to that. No one else she contacted would sign for the new amount, either. The new manager told us we could contact the corporate office and request that it be changed? That was definitely a new thing. I was so upset I went home and was sick. Evidently, I wasn't the only one. About an hour later, here comes the new manager, explaining that it was a mistake?!!?? and that it was a $60 increase instead. Truthfully, it's going to be nearly impossible for even that, with what I am currently having to do to support my son until he gets disability, and myself. I decided to try not to think about it too much, for the remainder of the day, if I could manage that. The entire thing seems VERY fishy. Off to the pharmacy, right? Only 3 people in front of me..then it's my turn. There was a long line after me. As I received the medication, a lady screamed--''Call 911!'' Oh, dear...someone in the line passed out cold on the floor. By the time I got out of the way, wove through the drugstore to the main entrance where my car was, the EMT's were there. By the time I got back home I was mentally exhausted. Too much drama in one single day. I usually handle drama fairlly well, but the rent thing already had my mind in a turmoil, then that...and they were doing chest compressions on the fellow that had passed out, when I left. As Scarlett said...''After all...tomorrow IS another day!'' picture from istock.