Well 2014 hasn’t quite had the fantastic start I had hoped for.
After last years crappiness – cancer, mastectomy and all that- I had higher hopes for this year……it hasn’t worked out like that…….yet.
The day before yesterday was like a day from hell……what went wrong? I’m sure you’re asking……well, I will tell you:
I was nearly on my way out the door to go to my optician appointment when my eldest offspring rang my mobile. Whilst on the phone to my son (trying to sort out a problem for him) hubby rang the other phone leaving a message to ring him – he had a bit of a problem!
So finishing one problem phone call I rang the other one back. Hubby told me that on his way into work he had hit a fox with the car. That made him feel bad but then he set off to go to another site only to find that hitting the fox had actually damaged the car ( front skirt and radiator) so now he was stranded up a country lane with an overheating car and no water! Lucky for him it was recycling day so a house along the road had put out empty plastic bottles – his inspiration was to aquire a bottle or two and ask the householder to fill up with water. Good plan except while he was on the phone to me the recycling truck came along and emptied the bin!!
So any hoo the reason he needed to speak to me was for the car insurance details. That’s ok I knew exactly where they were didn’t I? Wrong! They weren’t where I thought they should be! So telling him I would have to hunt for them later because I was going to be late for my appointment we finished our phone call.
I settled the dogs, put on my lippy and left the house only to find that MY car wouldn’t start. By now I was so late there was no way I could walk or get the bus so I had to ring and cancel my appointment. Now got to wait a week for another one.
I started the search for the car documents, they weren’t in the first place they should have been, nor the second! So I upped the search! Out of desperation I remembered there was a basket with some papers in a cupboard, a new cupboard we only fitted less than a year ago, and to my horror…..the basket was mouldy!! Yuk! It was a lovely basket too – now it is in the bin! But worse still it had ruined the shelf so now that is in the bin too!
OK, I’m sure you’re getting the feel for this now aren’t you?
Having got said documents I rang him indoors with the details he needed – and guess what…….we didn’t have recovery on that policy!
So he got that sorted but couldn’t use the recovery for 24hours! There he was 130+ miles away from home having to wait till the next day to get recovered!
Next another phone call, this time from the hospital offering me an appointment that I had been waiting for, for the following day, which I had to decline as I had a pre-arranged pub lunch with the ladies from the breast cancer support group that I really didn’t want to miss so had to re-arrange for next week.
My day just kept getting worse and worse with lots of little things much too futile to mention but big enough to be irritating.
The following day……I went to my pub lunch by way of ‘foot power’ and indulged in a well deserved glass of wine, the recovery vehicle picked hubby up, bought him all the way home , dropped the car off at our local garage (who he had already spoken to and who already had a radiator and a battery on order for us) and then delivered Hubby to our door!
Perfick! Hopefully things will improve from here on!