So I was totally going to write this post yesterday, but I guess there’s nothing like a little perspective.
Yesterday I thought things were going terrible. I woke up to a 7:45am call from Dave saying that they didn’t really even need him at 6am and he’d been doing nothing since he got to work, and on top of that, he’d mistakenly put my contacts in, instead of his, and couldn’t see. Dave took his dad’s car cause it was snowing, so his Dale was going to take ours, take Rose to drop her car off at the dealer to be serviced(YES, we take our cars to the dealership where certified technicians work on them and where we know that they’ll be done right, and YES we pay more; its called paying for peace of mind).
Well since Dave couldnt see, I dropped Dale off at work with Rose’s car and then took Dave his contacts, and met Rose, who had our car, at the dealer, and she got a rental.
I proceeded to run errands, my first stop being the bank, at which I pulled out a check that Dave was supposed to sign, but didn’t, and so I couldn’t cash it. Tori was whiny and we finally just came home. I was talking to my Granny on the phone telling her how Charli can crawl all the way up the stairs with no help when Granny said, “and she doesnt fall!?” I said, “No way! Someone is always behind her!” As the words left my mouth I hear Charli falling down the stairs. Lovely. I was already in a crappy mood, but this just made it all the better. So, after Charli was fine I went and started to make dinner(crockpot taco soup-YUM). I picked up the bag of canned stuff(10 or so cans) and the whole thing ripped and dumped all over me. The rest of the day was a series of little annoying things-adding the wrong kind of tomatoes to my soup, dave getting a parking warning on his dad’s car, getting home later then expected, all that made up to be one big annoying day that I was sure was going to be the worst day of the week… that is until we got to today.
I was sure today was going to be better. No big deal, I’ve had one annoying day, and it wont be so bad, right?! WRONG. I have a mom’s group that I go to once a month. Today was that once a month. I got there late, because we left later than planned because we woke up late. We finally got to the class, and Tori insisted on going in the nursery. Well… Tori decided screaming was a great way to express her love for the other kids in nursery today. She HATES nursery, but for whatever reason always thinks that she’s going to like it. So every month, we do the same thing- we get there, take her to nursery, and I go to the class, and within a half hour(sometimes only 5 minutes) I can hear a screaming banchee from across the building and I know that its my child. Oh the mother’s love, to recognize her screaming child from across a building, I guess they’re right when they say, love has no walls, or whatever it is they say, whoever “they” is. So, once I finally get her calmed down, she comes and for the most part, sits through my class. Every month this happens! Without fail. So, after it was all over, I caught up with some old friends I hadn’t seen in a while, then made my way out to the car. I walked out and our car was one of only two cars in the dead middle of the parking lot- everyone else had arrived early enough to get a spot lining the building. I mention this because the WHOLE PARKING LOT WAS EMPTY aside from me and the other car in the middle and about 5 other stragglers who hadn’t left yet. So I look out at our car, and at first don’t see anything, then do a double take and realize that someone has back right into our car!!!!!!!!!! WHAT?! ITS A HUGE DENT! So big, that today, when we went to pick up Dave at work and he saw it, he said, “Is it a hole or a dent?!” Yes… well, call it what you want… the Grand Canyon, Texas, a large hole, a big dent… whatever…it was MASSIVE! And for backing up? My hell, who backs up at 90 MPH? Are ya serious?! I could understand a scratch, or even a small dent, but sheesh- THIS?! No way…
So, there are really only about 10-15 people that come to this and about 1/3 of them walk. Including our car, there were really maybe only ten cars. Worst part is, I’m nearly positive I know who it was, but she won’t fess up and since its private property, the police can really only facilitate an exchange of insurance information, IF we knew who the driver was. The policeman was pretty shocked that no one left a note, considering this is a pretty tight knit group of women; we all know each other(if its who I’m thinking of, we go on playdates and our kids are the same ages) and it would be unlikely that someone would do this and not leave information, however, there was still slush on the ground and clear tire tracks that went straight into our car. So, now we’re left with this car that has a massive dent, and there is no way we can pay to fix it! The policeman said he’d guess probably around 1000-1500 worth of damage- YEAH… its a big dent and its popped our bumper off of where it attaches to the car.
And since I spent a half hour with this policeman, everything else in my day was screwed up. I missed an appointment and had to reschedule for 3 hours later, I didnt get to Costco and some other places cause I didnt have the time, so we went after we picked up Dave from work, which made us get home way late, which made Tori go to bed way late, and tomorrow I’m watching a couple of little girls while their mom goes to the doctor. I dropped my phone in the nasty road slush, Tori kicked her nasty slushy feet all over the back of the driver’s seat on mutliple occassions today and so now, along with our white trash dent, we have cute little footprints to match! Its like an Arkansas birth announcement…
I swear, some days are just like this. I know it will be no big deal, and thankfully I wasn’t standing next to the car with both girls, like I would have been on a warmer day. And really, if this dent is the worst thing that is going to happen(its not, we’ve had worse) then we’ll be ok. Which we will be. Its just REALLY irritating for the time being… So… leave us a little love in the form of a comment below… we could use some love, comedic relief, or whatever else you’ve got to offer, maybe a nice big fat check to fix our car! Have a great day, and remember: Watch out for parked cars!