Monday, September 20, 2010
One Fine Day . . .
Woke up this morning with a horrible head cold. Shortly after I remembered the van needed to go into the shop. I dropped it off and remembered a repairman was coming over to my house and I still needed to buy parts. I made a quick stop at Lowes and was back in time to discover the fridge was leaking. Pulled the fridge out; it caught fire and started spraying water. Turned off the water just as the repairman arrives to fix the kitchen sink. (He does not fix angry appliances.) Get a new kitchen faucet. Call another repairman. He calls be back to ask for my phone number. (Did you get that?) Wash, fold and put away six loads of laundry. Work on piñata for Reagan's upcoming birthday. Lose Hallie. Find Hallie in the laundry chute. Repairman arrives and agrees the refrigerator is indeed angry. Mark calls ... He can't take me to pick up the van. He needs to stay late at work. Fridge is fixed and I am told they don't make them like that anymore. (Is that a good thing?) Kids arrive home. Reagan's arms are covered in bug bites. Research online ... the dog has fleas. Shout orders at the kids. Call the vet office. Ask them to stay open for me. Go out to garage, remember I have no car. Discover child number 3 has been playing in the rain and has tracked in muddy water. Children begin complaining they are hungry. Look in the fridge to discover I am badly in need of a shopping trip. Thinking of giving the kids bacon and carrot sticks ... wait we are out of carrots.
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6 comments:
holy cow!! time to call it a day and try again tomorrow!
When it rains it pours, what a terrible day. I hope you can laugh about it now.
Oh no!!! Sounds like going back to bed is a better option!!!
Too bad you don't have any close neighbors that would be friendly enough to help you out with transporation or dinner or something like that. Oh wait... YOU DO!! Call me next time you have a crappy day like this! I'm just down the street and happy to help. Hope you're doing better today. :-)
You mean after two hours sleep and a full night of work you didn't even have the fire department come and break down the door of your neighbor's place because they left their oven on and went out of town and have only lived there a few days so you don't know their names and then you have to race to a class you are now completely unprepared for because who does homework while the fire department is saving tyhe building and while on campus you get a flat and change it and then think you can't do deliveries at night on a spare so you thought you had time to get it fixed, only their clock was completely wrong and suddenly you were going to be a little late picking up your son from sport camp except then there was a fatal accident and mad traffic so you were going to be very late and when you got there the person who called your friend Sharona and sent him home with her is no where to be found so instead you are hunting all over the building because the receptionist has said "I'm sure he's here somewhere" so you start to hyperventilate thinking he's been stolen, and finally the lady turns up and tells you where he is and you race home, only your friend has been freaked out and woken up your husband becasue she thinks you must be dead somewhere to have left your son and now your husband is laying on the floor because he has the "woe is me's" because he had to get up an hour early and you're just staring at him thinking ARE YOU KIDDING ME - TAKE SOME CEMENT! (and harden up) ***this response is titled why we are best friends***
Thank you Kat! It's nice to know that I'm not alone. I do have to laugh at how often I am blessed with Chaos. It is to the point that I don't notice what kind of day I've had until it's over and I'm recounting it for Mark.
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