I decided yesterday to take a trip to a nearby town.... not FSJ but a smaller town CH, where I can buy some of the things that I need which I can't get in my own small home town. This trip was not the most successful trip in the world.
I got up after a not so great night of sleep at about 4:30 a.m. where heat and nasty things on my mind kept interfering with the visit to the back of my eyelids. I decided that a day away from the sawing and cursing on plumbing pipes might be a nice reprieve. Hubby was all for it since it meant that I could pick up a few gadgets from the hardware store that had become a necessary evil. E/P showed up just before I left with one of the items that we needed and so that was one less item I had to get. That's when we discovered that Hubby had made a mistake and drilled holes in the new $1800.00 tub for Hot and Cold taps where they should not have been. This is a serious problem but we thought we would be able to overcome the problem by changing the fittings on the back of the tub. E/P is fed up with us and wants to get this job done and over with as soon as possible since he has been working on the electrical for the house and the plumbing for far longer than he thought he would. Suffice it to say that HE'S NOT HAPPY.
I dropped Daughter #2 off at Drama camp which she has been attending for the last week and a half, and Daughter #1 and I continued on our way. It was about twenty minutes into our fifty minute drive that we were attacked. We were attacked by a prehistoric gray bug the size of New York.
The bark beetle was climbing up my leg and I was able to maintain my equilibrium long enough to get us to the side of the road before I jumped out of the vehicle to do the freak out dance. Meanwhile Daughter #1, who has a terror of bugs, and especially freaky bark beetles, was maintaining her equilibrium by squashing into a very small ball and threatening to jump from my speeding vehicle like a coiled spring. By the time we got off the road we had a problem....WE COULD NOT FIND THE DAMN THING!We checked my pants and we checked the interior of the vehicle with our trusty snow scraper to beat the crap out of it, but we could not find it anywhere. So back into the truck we got and continued on our way assured that the bugger had flown off my pants when we weren't looking. Two minutes later I maintained my calm as it crawled closer to my neck up the front of my shirt by screeching to a halt in the middle of the highway. Thank God there were no other cars around. Daughter #1 maintained her calm by screaming terribly loud and threatening to jump into the lake which we had just passed. The poor bark beetle probably was as freaked out as us but we were too anxious trying to remove the bugger from my shirt without having a HEART ATTACK!
It flew off over the lake that Daughter #1 had just threatened to jump in and Daughter #1 and I breathed a sigh of relief!
When I finally got in CH, I headed straight for the hardware store. Daughter #1 was with me and we went in looking for little brass elbows in the plumbing supply section. We had an old one to use as a guide, and so I found them with very little difficulty. All was good. We bought a few more things there at the hardware store including the stain for the floor of the girls room. We left the store with our purchases and that's when I discovered my keys hanging nicely on the key chain inside the locked vehicle. GREAT!
So I called Hubby. I mean what else does a gal do? Especially when I am in another town and I don't know who does that kind of thing (break into vehicles). He basically was useless. So I went back into the store and told the girl at the cash register my dilemma and before I knew it there was a brigade of people trying to help me. It wasn't long though that I knew they were not going to be able to help. I had to call in the PROFESSIONALS.
I called an autobody place and they gave me a number of their towing service and so I called it. Finally, someone who could help me. Meanwhile the hardware brigade were hard at it trying to break into my vehicle. I have misplaced Hubby's key to the car when I came home from Olds, so I knew there was no point in going that route. ($85.00 to get a key cut for our vehicle since it requires a computer chip.) I told the hardware brigade that someone was on the way to help and they dissipated like water back into the store rather like rats jumping ship. There, Daughter #1 and I sat at 'the picnic table for sale' in the blaring down sun, waiting for our Knight in Shining Armour. He showed up in a large white duelly. (This sounds stupid even to me!) I sat there wondering how I could be so DUMB.
Half a minute... that's all.... half a minute and I was in. There was this nifty little pad that looked like a blood pressure strap that fit in between the door and the door frame and a long coat hanger-like gadget that had a yellow rubber coating to pull the handle and that was it. Now I know how to break into cars.... not that I would. It was rather wham, bam, thank you ma'am and it was all over. Well... not quite. I still had to pay him $45.00 for his half minute of work..... well I guess he deserved it... after all he was a KNIGHT.
When I got home with all of my purchases I discovered that E/P had fallen down the trap and had hurt himself badly and would likely not be back to finish the plumbing for ever.... I mean a week.
While I understand E/P not wanting to come back for a while until he heals, I'm sick of stinking in this heat and having no shower to de-stink-ify. Off to the school we went for another shower. I HATE THE SCHOOL SHOWERS!Hubby is not happy..... He hates renovations at the best of times and I can see his positive attitude dissipating daily. I will just have to smile A LOT and other things that I can't mention because his mother reads this!!!! ; }
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