So YOU had a bad day?

Yesterday started very early for me. It started off with James flipping and flopping in the bed so much that I had to leave. It was about 1 in the morning. I headed towards the living room to find Jonathan on the couch. It was quite hilarious to say the least. He had the quilt wrapped around his lower body like a diaper. At that point I decided to sleep on the big chair and ottoman. Thank goodness I'm short. I finally fell asleep, only to be woke up by Jonathan talking in his sleep. I drift back off. Then he is over there farting like he is making popcorn. I drift back off! Only to be woke up again with him kicking like he is in some kind of stomp competition. I'm PO'd but drift back off!! That continued until 6am when I went back to my bed and made James leave for work and I slept until 9:30 and then went to work. Once I finally found a parking spot and badged in the building I find 6 armed gaurds surrounding my desk and tell me not to approach that they have found a suspicious package and that it could be a BOMB. BOMB!! Good Lord, could this day get any worse? I have to stand around for about 20 minutes until they decide to put the package in a bomb bucket and remove it from the building. So from 11 am till 4:45 the day was busy but ok. I leave work and am going towards Kingston on the interstate to pick up Audrey when a Semi blows a tire and causes debris to go all over the place and I run over a large piece of it and it blows my left rear tire. UGH!! I make it to the outside lane along with another car whose same exact tire got destroyed along with mine. I wait on James for 1 hour on the side of the interstate. He finally gets there and changes my tire while I'm calling everywhere trying to find someone with my tires in stock. Nobody has them in stock! Could this day get any worse? We take my car to the shop who will eventually replace my tires and go to get some food to take home and drop my keys off at the guys house that owns the shop. I call dad and he says that I can borrow his truck but he didn't remember if the keys were at the house or with him. I call Jonathan and he says yes the keys are in the truck but the brake lights aren't working. The reason why he knows this is because they drove dad's truck to school that morning and Jonathan got pulled over and the police informed him he had no brake lights. No ticket issued! Could this day get any worse? After much thought I decided to call my boss and ask her if James could drop me off at her house and I ride in to work with her. She said sure, but that she was leaving at 6 am. 6 AM!! Good grief! So I agree and she says let me call you right back. ok. She calls me back and says I have to tell you something and you have to keep it a secret and act surprised when you find out. I said , ok. What is it? Your position has lost it's funding and your last day is September 30th. WHAT! Are you kidding me? No... Could this day get any worse? Or is this the worst? So now I'm waiting on her boss to come tell me the glorious news and I have to re-inact my surprise. Is that possible? I don't think so! I practiced in the mirror and I could never make it look like a real reaction.
Later on....
I call Ronnie Stockton to ask him to help me find a job and am telling him about my day and I get to thru the whole story and say could this day get any worse to him and all of the sudden everything in the house goes DARK!! The freaking power goes out for over an hour!
Good grief! I'm NOT going to say it again, but could this --- --- --- -----? I'm sure you can fill in the blanks.