Yesterday was pretty much the best day EVER thanks to a nice, long, amazing conversation with a very close friend of mine. That alone set the day apart as the best day I’ve had in MONTHS! Then, what made it even better, was my participation in The Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Code Name: Mama and Hobo Mama where I met lots of other crunchy mammas and read some creative, beautiful, and insightful posts!
So, when I woke up today, I felt really good. I was ready for another great day. Then I got out of bed and it all went downhill from there. If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you may already know that today was just one of those days where I felt like I should go back to bed and start over. That, or crawl into a tiny hole and come out tomorrow!
To set the scene, I set my day up for “success” last night when I decided to stay over at my mom’s so we could have a girls night and I would be closer to the groomer in the morning. Rue had an grooming appointment at 8:30 AM and then I was planning on participating in a playdate meetup at 9:30 AM. Ok, so here’s the rundown of what actually happened:
- I wake up and remember I am supposed to bring Rue’s proof of Rabies vaccination certificate when I drop her off.
- I quickly jump in the shower at 7:45 AM in an effort to get showered before Dylan wakes up and have time to call the groomer.
- While getting dressed, I call to see if I should even bother coming and they say yes because I do have her state license tag for the year (up-to-date rabies vaccination is a prerequisite for even getting one).
- I am finished getting ready and it’s now 8:20 AM AND Dylan’s still asleep (yay!) so, I decide I’m going to run over to the groomer and drop her off really quickly rather than waking him up.
- I cannot find my shoes or keys ANYWHERE! I’ve run around the house for about 15 minutes and am now late for Rue’s appointment, so I decide to check Dylan’s room, and (surprise, surprise) his little head pops up as soon as I open the door and, also, my shoes are right in the middle of the floor (of course they are!).
- Mom takes over with getting Dylan dressed and I decide to finally give in and follow my mom’s advice of checking the car, even though I’m ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE I won’t find them in there (because I’m not that clueless!).
- I’ve checked the whole car and no luck and then I think, “There’s no way they’re still in the ignition” and look up to see them sitting right in front of me. I laugh a little to myself thinking, “at least the car’s still here!”.
- I turn the ignition and… NOTHING! The car won’t start because I only turned the engine off, not the battery! (At that point I actually remembered why I did that: to make sure I turned off the radio so it wouldn’t blare at me when I got back in. I also remembered deciding not to lock the door because I had my hands full and I thought it would be fine, so I never even looked for the keys.)
- At that point, I went inside and asked my mom to take Rue and gave up on the playdate I’ve been looking forward to for about a month 🙁
- I then pulled the kefir out of the fridge for Dylan and started shaking it only for the lid to fly off (this is the second time this has happened, you think I would know to check the lid first by now) and I am now COVERED in sticky, pomegranate flavored kefir.
So that was my morning. It did get better from there though:
I wasn’t sure who to call but decided to try the dealership where we bought the car two months ago because I thought they might want to do us a favor (I’ll explain why in a second). And no, I didn’t start out the conversation with, “I called because you owe me!”. I maybe a northeasterner , but I do have manners and I prefer people to help me out of the goodness of their heart. I prefaced the call to the service manager with the statement “I do not expect that you can help me, but I am stranded and wasn’t sure what to do” and then went on to explain my location and the situation. He was SO NICE! He sent someone right over and then, when it turned out I had seriously drained the life out of my battery and the little battery pack jumper wouldn’t do the trick, he came over with the dealership pickup truck, jumped my car, brought it back to the shop to make sure it could still hold a charge, replaced the filter, checked to see if my plates were in, and then dropped the car back off… FOR FREE!
Now you are probably wondering why the dealership would want to do me a favor. We bought the car in March and we still don’t have plates because the previous owner lost the title and they sold us the car without having the title in their possession. I have had to go back there thrice (I almost said three times, but, if it were two times, I’d say twice, so I went for it! :P) for replacement temporary tags and they wanted me to come back again soon so they could change out the filters they forgot to change before we bought the car. Also, you may have noticed that for two tags I made three visits because, even though a) we called first to tell them the tag expired and b) they initially told us we would most likely need another temporary tag before our plates came in, they were not sure they could give us another one when we stopped by to pick one up. In their defense, we were supposed to wait to hear from them before stopping by, but the tag was going to expire that day, I wanted to take care of it ASAP, and I did not think it would be an issue.
Anyway, that was my day… how was yours? (That wasn’t sarcasm, I’d really like to hear your funny/crazy story!)
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