The Last Straw

So we've all heard this expression "that's the last straw". Is it really last draw or straw?? I've heard, "that's the straw that broke the camel's back". Well anyway, I think it is the last straw so that's what I'm going to use. This is very true in fact and never realized it until today. This summer has been full of surprises for me as some of you know my boyfriend and I broke up after 4 years. Which was the blind date that would never end I do have to admit. I can't remember the last time I even had sex. Wait... I can nevermind it just wasn't that good that's all. I was screwed on an apartment, really don't even want to get into that mess. Went to court for that already and won. My year end lease was up on my pretty nice Mazda 6 and because of the "economy" let's say, I'm without a car for the time being this did not upset me, well not too much really. Went to Fuccillo Kia got hit on by a cute married man, I liked it. But felt it was very, very wrong, bad karma. Then today of all days my XX is getting married. That's right! I mean why wouldn't he get married before ME he has four kids from four different baby mamas. I'm baby mama number 2 he has 2 more after me. Even when baby mama #3 texted me today to remind me all of this I did not lose it. I stayed strong and laughed it off. Besides it was supposed to rain anyway and my daughter threw up twice already at the salon pre-wedding. No this was not the clincher. Besides I still have my ring for when I was supposed to marry him and I made the right choice. I went grocery shopping and while I'm mulling over pears and mangos I'm happily texting my friends. Until I get home. As I'm unloading the produce I noticed leakage, not just any leakage Strawberry leakage. Uh-Oh. So I quickly grabbed a paper towel and let them do their leakage on that. Then it was then noticed by the warden, my mother. "Why do you buy rotten fruit"? She said, who looks like Ray Romano's mother. You know who I mean. As if I purposely thought to buy it. Oh here's some rotten fruit let me get that.
This was THE LAST STRAW! Yup here comes the tears and more tears and the wailing. OMG. Just stop it already. That's it I needed to get outta here. So I went and got a pedicure. AAAHHH. Much better. Better than sex, well not really but if I keep telling myself that maybe I'll forget about it. Right? Right? Captain Morgan? But my toes look adorable and they lived happily ever after together. The End ....
I'm so glad everything worked out for a happy ending, I think that's the drinks talking. CHEERS.