Why Me? Working and Aggravation

So this week I worked two 16 hours shifts in a row, only coming home to sleep, or to try to sleep!!! So I got home from my normal shift and tried to sleep, but my cats decided to chew on the Christmas tree and scratch the rug. Now you would think they would stop, but no...... nope, no sir! So I yelled, they stopped, they started again, I yelled, they stopped, they started again, I came out of my bedroom, they ran, I became more mad, I went back to bed, they started again, I came out, they ran, I opened the porch, they ran in the porch, I threw the litter box in the porch, and I slammed the door. Merry Christmas to you too!!!! So I went to work 16 hours and came home. My cats chewed on the Christmas tree, and even waited to do so until I was tucked in bed. So I got up, they ran, and I scared them into the porch again, and I slept. I got up, worked 16 hours, got off, scrapped my car off, attempted to put my key in the ignition in my need to get home to sleep, and the key wouldn't go in, and wouldn't go in, and wouldn't go in. Now I have a car I can start with my electric start, I can sit in, but I can't drive, as the car stalls when I hit the brake without the key in the on position. Luckily, two Christian fellows came out the door. In my tired and worried state realizing I knew no one in town that could pick me up, I stated in a frantic voice, "Do you know how to turn the key in the ignition to turn on the car?" They both gave each other an odd look and started asking questions. So one sat in my car and inserted the key, but it would not turn. So I got a ride home, and asked the guy for his phone number and a ride to work tomorrow (I need to try this ploy sometime if a new cute officer starts working there). He gave me his number, and drove me home. I called my Dad in my frantic state, and ended up yelling at him in my tired irritation (nice way to repay the guy I called for advice when he was already sleeping) about talking on the phone and keeping up my Mom up, and my disagreements with his advice. So that night, my cats again chewed on the Christmas tree and I thought about killing them!!! This time I caught one and shook him before throwing him in the porch and scaring the other in so I could sleep. The next day I called the guy from work, hoping his wife wouldn't answer, especially since I didn't know his first name, and I asked for a ride to work. Once back at work, I sprayed some WD40 in the key hole, which didn't work at first, but in my frustration I jammed the key in and out, and something loosened up and my car started!!!!! Hmmmm.. *grimace* My Dad was right!