Whiny Wednesday
Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010
Shall we all whine together? We need to get it all out. Feel free to whine in my comments or to whine up your own blog post and link to me to place the blame here for the whiny words. I don’t mind.
My whine…
This week is about the busiest week of my life. It has been crazy over here. But I adore being busy and that is not what this whine is about. The run-run-running does get a touch overwhelming at times though, and somehow in my old age, I’ve developed anxiety that sneaks up on me when I least expect it, so I’ve been feeling that in my belly.
Well, we’ve been awaiting our new windows for about 2 months now and finally last Saturday I got the call that this is the week (of course it is)! Here we are Wednesday and we hadn’t heard anything about the windows, so Jon called to ask what’s up with the windows. They are coming on Friday, which, as it turns out, is the free-est day I have all week. Phew. Hopefully they have enough time to get everything done that needs to be done, in one day.
Yesterday on the way back from Claire’s immunizations appointment, there was a huge storm. We are talking thunder that made me jump in the van, lightning so close it looked like I could touch it and a downpour of rain and hail so heavy and violent, I could not see the car in front of me. People were going 40 km/h on a strip of road marked 80 km/h. This is serious. LOL I drove through a few lakes on the way home (after that I got to walk through a few school yard lakes to retrieve three boys from school since the school would not release them unless there was an adult picking them up, like little boys melt in the rain or something).
Last night we walked to Andrew’s preschool grad concert and didn’t attempt to start the van again until this morning when I was rushing off to my contact-fitting appointment (tip: If you wear daily disposable contacts, try to buy more before you are on your last pair. Also, if you are buying from a place different from where you purchased them last time and you haven’t bought from the new place yet, you’ll need a fitting appointment. Who knew?). The van didn’t start. Didn’t even click, like it does sometimes when it won’t start. Normally if it doesn’t start immediately, it clicks. We work through the clicks, usually between 12 and 20 and then it starts. No biggie. But today, nothing. Zilch. Nada.
I came into the house and cried. Loss of use of our van, our single vehicle, means I will not have contacts on an upcoming trip. It means that I will have to miss my girls’ night out with my friends. It means that Josh will not make it to his eye appointment and in turn we will not get his prescription in time to take advantage of the BOGO sale on frames at Superstore this week. It means that I will have to walk to the closest grocery store and home for supplies for an upcoming party. And it means that we will have to take public transportation to get all of our planned events for this weekend - none of them close to home. It means that the summer vacation we have planned hangs in the balance…go on a trip or fix our van? Or………..get a new van?
Seriously, NOT the best time.
I came in the house and cried. For 10 straight minutes, at least. I am not a sobber. I let out a few stray tears and I’m done with a cry. But today, there were more than a few. Devastation.
But the sun came out. I whined on facebook and my friends showered me with so much kindness and love and support and offers to help that I couldn’t stay in my misery for long. Jon went out and tried the van again a while later and it started. Still no contacts on my trip, but maybe I can still do all the other stuff.
Though, a new van would have been nice. I’m sure the kids are ready to transition to one that offers A/C in the back and speakers in the front. As it is, we blast the air from the front to get back to them and Jon turns up the music loud so we can hear it up front. The death of our van has been an interesting drawn out process. I wish it would make up its mind to stay or go. LOL
That is my whine. I’m glad to have it all out so I can climb out of my hole and back into my regular schedule of laundry, dishes, sweep, vacuum, mop; AND to moving things at least 2 feet away from every window in the house.
Happy Whinesday!





