If it's not one thing, it's another

So I have been absent for a while. I was having financial problems and decided to go without the internet for a while, cut down on some costs. It was fine. I did miss reading up on news, checking my email and bank information, etc.... Other than that it didn't affect me much.

A lot has happened in the past month. First, I got in trouble at work. Not really trouble, but I got talked to. I have never been 'talked to' at work for any reason other than being absent a day and having to go through the warning system on that. I've always been a good worker. Reliable, steady, and to my knowledge thorough. So I've been very tired lately, the past few months. I will explain later why and it will all fit together. I have a bad day because I was so behind at work, having a hard time focusing. I get called into the boss' office and she proceeds to tell me that I have looked tired lately and that she has actually seen me fall asleep at my desk. She said that one day to came and asked me if I was okay. I said I was and proceeded to walk out the door like I was leaving. According to her I didn't come back for an hour and I walked out after I had already been on lunch that day. Now, I don't remember this incident at all. I actually don't believe I did that, especially not have any recollection of it at all. So taken back by the whole situation she continues on and tells me that she noticed me falling asleep on several occasions and that it was affecting my work. What the hell? She tells me this after 3 months or so. She just lets it go and lets me look like a fool (if in fact what she says is true, which I'm having a hard time believing) for months before saying anything? I asked her why she didn't say something sooner and she really didn't have an answer. Ok, so I get over that within a couple of days. Ok, whatever, I thought. Who gives a shit. I'll just watch my Ps and Qs from now on and ignore the bullshit she speaks of. So I get past that and the next week I start to feel sick. I'm getting crampy and have some other female issues I don't care to put in writing at the moment. I'm thinking my period is going to start, but it doesn't. Fuck. What now? So I let it go a while to see if 'this too shall pass'. It doesn't, the pain is getting worse. By the end of that week I could hardly walk. It took everything in me to get from point A to point B. Exhausted by the time I got home all I could do was sleep. All evening, off and on and then all night til morning. I'd wake up and do it all over again. So I finally call the Dr., make an appointment. I go in and go through the never enjoyable female check up. I had some blood drawn, urine collected and all the normal stuff. After 2 1/2 hours at the clinic, most of the test results came back normal / fine. I talk to the doctor again and she tells me she thinks it is PID (Pelvic Inflammatory Disease). At this point I'm thinking 'OK, ....." She tells me that that is usually caused by Chlamydia or Gonorrhea. WTF! I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I haven't been with anyone else besides Larry for the past 9 years. She told me not to jump to that conclusion, that she thought it was that, and to wait for the test results to come back in a couple days to confront Larry. OK, so that I did, all the mean while getting pissed off that this was happening to me. I'm thinking of all the possibilities, and of all the choice words I will use if the tests come back positive. So I try not to obsess, of course that was impossible. I get a call from the clinic at work the next day and she tells me over the phone the test results were positive for Chlamydia. I was so outraged, I didn't even have words. No tears, no words, just thoughts rolling through the brain. Eventually (a day or so later) it reality hit, that Larry really had cheated on me. No speculation. He really had. THAT MUTHERFU**ER!!!!! I didn't go off on him, just tried to get him to admit it. It took three days and he finally admitted he cheated. I proceeded to ask him all the normal questions, although none of it helped. I was still in shock, still am to be honest. I really don't know how to feel. There are too many feelings for me to really feel any one with any force. I'm still stuck there. What feelings you ask? Anger, hurt, rejected, relieved, happy, revenge, guilty, worthless. Those are the ones I can think of right now. I have decided to move on. I told him that but he is acting as if nothing ever happened. Ok so he wants to be stupid that's fine. I'll play along. I will be looking and I will not feel guilty about any actions I take from this point forward. No guilt, no shame. I am free. Thank God. I think.
Anyway so while all of this is going on my car dies on hwy 15 during rush hr. Great times! Turns out that the timing belt went out, causing the water pump to go out causing serious engine issues: all 16 valves in the engine were bent. $1400.00 later by car is fixed and I am in further debt. Just my luck. Luckily I dodged forclosure and getting kicked out of the park the week after all this happened.
Ok so, truly, my higher power was testing me in July. "How much shit can you handle at once?" He/She must have been bored.
Anyway, that's my story in a large nutshell. Chlamydia was treated (hopefully gone), my car is running fine and I'm caught up for the most part on my house/rent. I had a relaxing weekend - 4 days off work. That was awsome. Now it's back to life. What will life bring next? I just can't wait!