I find that my new ($1200 stainless steel) refrigerator stopped working, and so all the food in there is ruined. :smack:
I get home from work to discover that my water bill is $40 high, and I have a leak under my house. :smack:
I go accross town to take care of a little business, and I GET A FLAT TIRE! Had to call my husband to come change it for me, and my brother to open up his shop to FIX it for me. :smack:
What’s next, I ask? Locusts? Boils? I already have frogs in my laundry room (they have probably been enjoying the pool under my house caused by the leak). While I’m at it, WHO has frogs in their house?? I can’t imagine what huge holes I have to have in my walls for FROGS to get in.
Anyway, I’m expecting to go home for lunch and find my house burned to the ground. I don’t know if I’d be upset or excited. haha My insurance is paid up, I checked today.
We have toads in our window wells. We call it Toad Town. Every so often the kids (who incidentially have each and every one of them named) take a toad from one well to another for an overnighter so that they can all remain friends.
About two weeks ago, as usual, we went outside and took a look into Toad Town to see what was hoppinin and there was a SNAKE. A BIG SNAKE with a bulge in the middle. We apparently caught him having some lunch.
My husband swears it was a garter snake. I don’t care. While I was yelling… it beat a hasty retreat (we still don’t know where) and the kids did a headcount and found the big toad, “Sir Stephen”, was missing.
The aforementioned snake was not at all confused about how to get in and out of the deep window well… suggesting he’d dined there before.
My husband thinks it’s hysterical that I’m still watching for the thing.
Well, let’s see. You could have happen what happened to daughter whiterabbit last week – during Tropical Storm Bill, to avoid her car floating away down our flooded street, since we don’t have enough driveway parking for all our cars and didn’t want to tear up the soaked lawn, we got permission to park it in a neighbor’s otherwise empty driveway.
At which point a tree from the house next door to that one fell on her car (among other things), causing over $1,000 damage. :smack:
We have toads in our window wells. We call it Toad Town. Every so often the kids (who incidentially have each and every one of them named) take a toad from one well to another for an overnighter so that they can all remain friends.
About two weeks ago, as usual, we went outside and took a look into Toad Town to see what was hoppinin and there was a SNAKE. A BIG SNAKE with a bulge in the middle. We apparently caught him having some lunch.
My husband swears it was a garter snake. I don’t care. While I was yelling… it beat a hasty retreat (we still don’t know where) and the kids did a headcount and found the big toad, “Sir Stephen”, was missing.
The aforementioned snake was not at all confused about how to get in and out of the deep window well… suggesting he’d dined there before.
My husband thinks it’s hysterical that I’m still watching for the thing.
Last night it hailed. There’s another plague, I think.
Well, I got Sears to make me an appointment for Thursday to work on my fridge. It was like pulling teeth to get that time slot. They really wanted to put me off for a week. Then my husband called back and cancled it.
He canceled the appointment.
He thought that I had made it with another department, and he was under the impression that he canceled the “week from now” appointment. But he canceled the appointment. So today I get to call back like a moron and try to get back in for that time slot again.
ALSO, went to pick up my student loan refund check. That was going to be nice, because I would like to go ahead and apply that money to the credit card that I had to put text books and stuff on. GUESS WHAT?!?! I can’t pick up my check. Even though I asked my prof’s to e-mail the financial aid office and let them know I was attending class, and current, THEY DIDN’T! So the financial aid office won’t release my check until the prof’s e-mail.
By the way, both professors have made a big point to say that they will not EVER, under ANY circumstance accept late work. So apparently it’s okay for THEM to not follow through and do something for me, but I will be flunked if I hand in anything late.
Also I have a huge door ding on the vehicle that I’m looking to trade off. My boss pointed it out to me today. Must have happened last night.
In it, he wrote: “Breezy, I know that I probably don’t tell you often enough how much I appreciate what you do. Here is a little something that lets you know just how much you do for us. Thanks, Boss & Boss’ Wife”
There were 3 checks in the card. $100, $50 and $25!!!
WOOO-WOOO!!
I also talked the Sears lady into re-scheduling me for Thursday (tomorow). I buttered her up by promising not to call again. haha
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*Originally posted by Breezy *
**Actually this all happened yesterday:
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I find that my new ($1200 stainless steel) refrigerator stopped working, and so all the food in there is ruined. :smack: "
Hey, I’m having my own broken-fridge adventure. Damn thing croaked on July 2nd. Bought new unit, earliest delivery date July 8th. Rescheduled two appointments so that I could be home. On the 7th, I call to find out when they are coming out…oops, sorry, there’s been a delay-new date is July 15th!
Call the salesman back, that model is now out of stock (and here’s where something good happens) but I get an upgrade and delivery today, the 9th…request earliest AM delivery, 'cuz the 'fridge recycle people are picking up the old one this afternoon.
Automated system calls to inform me that delivery will be between 4-6 PM. Have to call people picking up old unit and reschedule for Friday, because I rescheduled my earlier appointments for Thursday.
This morning, they started painting our building, and it looks like there might not be any access for the delivery drivers…