Things have not been so awesome the last couple of
days. Details omitted to protect the
innocent. And frankly, I really don’t
want to talk about it anyway.
Remember that post I wrote a few days ago about just waiting
on the sky to fall or the other shoe to drop?
That one. Remember? Well let’s elaborate on that, shall we?
Aside from just a lot of stress at home and (as usual) too
much stuff going on, today I decided to go through a drive-thru for
breakfast. Something I very rarely do,
but I was hungry today. I’ve always had
trouble with the manual crank on the driver’s window. Yes, I said manual – there is no
auto-anything on my car, except that it is, in fact, and automobile. Anyway – Hubby has recently fixed said window
and until this morning, things were working better than usual. But trying to roll down the window at the
drive-thru was nearly impossible. I
thought maybe the mechanism was just stiff from being so cold, but no. Upon exiting the drive-thru with my food I
pulled over to the side of the parking lot to arrange things – like I usually
do – and tried to roll up the window. I’d
barely touched it when it went *POP*
and then *SHUNK* and before I could blink the whole window was inside the door –
un-roll-up-able. (I made that word
up. Deal with it.)
So now, since I’ve wasted time by going through a
drive-thru, I have no time to go home and switch vehicles. I call Hubby, tell him the thing is broken,
and continue on to work – with the window all the way open in 20-something
degree weather. It was FRIKKIN’ COLD! It took me all morning to warm up and my
little space heater was working overtime.
Not a good day for the thermostat in the office to hover at 68° for most of the morning.
It was warmer driving home.
Plus, I had the added benefit of having grabbed my large, black, hooded,
zippy-uppy (hush, you Grammar Nazi!) sweatshirt from the office so I had that
on under my jacket.
And now Hubby tells me that it will take a couple weeks for
the part to come in. I don’t remember
what it’s called. Some car part that
just the mention of will set my eyes twitching and my teeth on edge. Now, get me talking about coffee or cats or
kids (too bad kids didn’t start with a “C” or that could have been a fine
example of alliteration) and I’m totally good.
This should be a fun couple of weeks. I would really appreciate the assurance that
nothing else is going to happen? You can
do that, right?
TTFN
JMS
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