So, it all started Monday. Monday the phone rang at 5-something in the morning. It was the automated message stating that school was going to be 2 hours late. SCORE! Of course, answering the phone meant I had to pee. I padded down the stairs in bare feet and thought, "Damn! It is cold out of bed! Joe REALLY is trying to save energy." and then I crawled back into bed and fell asleep under my flannel sheets, blanket, and down comforter. I woke up again about 1.5 hours later to Joe telling me that he couldn't get the furnace to light and he couldn't figure out why not. Keep in mind that school was 2 hours late because it was sooooooo cold! Joe lit the fireplace so at least the chill was taken off the livingroom and my office. It was in the 50s, which is still pretty chilly. He was able to get someone out to look at the furnace and fix it, which was great. It sucked though because it wasn't that long ago that we had someone out and put a few hundred into it already.
Joe headed off to work after the furnace was fixed and then I stumbled into the next problem. I took a shower and then headed into the basement to pull some canned goods to make dinner. I head a noise that made me jump and scream. I was absolutely certain it was a snake rustling through our veggie bags. Umm.... no.... silly Erika, it was simply water running down the pipes and shelves and hitting those bags. Crap! Water! So, I start exploring to see where the water is coming from and I start sending Joe pictures of it. This is right under the bathroom and since I just hopped out of the shower, I am pretty sure this water is from the shower. Anyhow, Joe ends up putting in an entire whopping 80 minutes of work for the day and then heading home to help me with this situation since I was at a loss as to what to do next. We figured out where the water was coming from and how to fix it. Yay for teamwork!
Tuesday and Wednesday were pretty boring, which I was thankful for. There may have been a blow out diaper or two, but just a typical day in the life. I did run and get a haircut on Wednesday night. I put off haircuts like I put off trips to the dentist. I just don't really enjoy people touching my head that much and making small talk with me while I am completely blind after shedding my glasses. I brought in pictures on pinterest of what sorts of cut I was looking for. I was having a hard time explaining what I wanted so at one point I even said, "make it a reverse mullet, I want all the party in the front and the business in the back."
Here is what I showed her I wanted:
Well, whatever. It is hair. Once I styled it myself (OMG, WHY DO THEY MAKE IT SOOOOOO POOFY?!?!) I found that I didn't totally hate it. I can work with this hair.
So, then this brings us all to Thursday. I had some things I had to do in the cities. For those of you who are not familiar with the geography of Minnesota, there are 2 locations: The Cities, and Up North. The Cities is really anything big enough to support a Super Target. So, I went to the cities for my stuff. I decided, as I often do when I find myself in the metro area, to pick up Thai food on my way home! I am all excited about this Thai food and driving along a major highway when the SUV in front of me slams into the back of the truck infront of him. I slam on my breaks and realize..... shit...... I am on ice. One little patch of ice on an otherwise totally clear interstate. My antilock brakes are going bananas and I realize I should just brace for it because I am not coming to a stop. My very first car accident as a driver! Fortunately, the drivers of the other 2 cars involved were really nice guys and everyone was very polite and orderly about the entire thing. We exchanged info and made sure everyone was ok and then went about our days. I was not thrilled with myself as this was my new-to-me Subaru and I broke my bumper, one of my lights, and my grill. Fritz slept through the entire thing! Go figure. Not a peep out of him.
On my way to my original destination I had noticed I was getting low on gas. I planned on getting some on my way home. Now this fact becomes important to the story. During the exchange of information I left my car running. I also left the car running while getting Thai food... don't judge me, you know you do it too. My baby was in the car and it was cold out. Then I hit traffic that was stop and go.... mostly stopped. Oh no. Now my situation, I realize, is getting desperate. My car is so low on gas that it won't show even the "empty" block on the gas gauge. It is making an occasional "glug" noise and I am still 1.5 miles from my exit. Traffic is still mostly stopped and I am now sobbing as I call my husband because I am in a panic. He was 60 miles away, so it wasn't like he could do anything other than talk me down and listen to my panic. I just knew that I was going to run out of gas on the highway and then have to leave my freshly crashed car and walk with the baby to the gas station to get gas. Did I mention that my baby didn't have a winter jacket? Nope, no jacket, because jackets aren't supposed to be safe in a carseat and so I just had a quilt with for him. So, I am picturing walking with my baby (not in a jacket) to the gas station, getting gas, walking back (still with the half-naked baby) all on a Minnesota winter day. Awesome. FINALLY, I make it to the exit, get across the road and to the gas station, I am coasting in on fumes. As in, I apply my brakes in the gas station parking lot and my car dies. It ran completely out of gas. Hey, I am actually at the gas station though!! Whoohoo!
Joe and I spent some time trying to figure out if I was really lucky or really unlucky. Sucks to get in a car accident, but no one was hurt. Sucks to run out of gas, but it rocks when you happen to be AT the gas station when your car finally kicks it.
I decided I was unlucky because my amazing Thai food got really cold during all this drama. AND they used green peppers in my curry that normally had red peppers.... I freakin hate green peppers.
Anyhow, I am glad it is Friday. I am ready for a weekend.
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