How To Have a Bad Day

Occasionally, things just conspire to try to make you have a bad day…

It starts with an inch of water leaking from underneath the shower, discovered two days before your parents are visiting out of town and will need to use said shower. 

Then, when you decide to use the “self-clean” feature on the oven for the first time (because your mom is coming and by golly, she was a home-economics teacher who would cringe at the sight of your oven), the interior glass on the door spontaneously shatters in the middle of the cleaning cycle.  You pull out your warranty only to discover it expired two months earlier.

Next, you take your Freshman daughter to the public school for volleyball practice – you know, the girl trying to be incognito that she’s homeschooled? – and you get pulled over for going 25 in a school zone IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE SCHOOL (it is usually 25 but apparently 15 when school lets out – I should know these things, but remember, I live in the middle of no where and we don’t usually drive to town by the public school).  Even better, nice police man decides to stop his car with the lights on IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LINE OF CARS to run your plates, so now everyone has to wait for him to smile and give you a warning before they can leave campus.  Face-palm.

Next, your parents call – technically they called while the lights were still flashing in the rearview mirror, but I wisely told them I would have to call them back.  Apparently, the VRBO that you booked six weeks ago for your trip with your parents called 4 DAYS BEFORE CHECK-IN to tell you they lost their permit and you no longer have a place to stay in a town that is booked weeks in advance.  You wisely decide to postpone trying to solve this until after you drive home.

On the bright side, the 17-year old that volunteers to watch the kids sometimes, calls that evening to let you know she is available to stay overnight with the kids so you can sneak away with the hubs for one night alone. 

Somehow, that made it all better.  

All of my days include a bit of crazy (usually instigated by the notorious 4 year old). 

This bad day was in a league of its own. 

As the day went on, all I could do was laugh when the next thing happened, because I knew a few days later it wouldn’t seem like it was so bad. 

And sure enough, it didn’t.

P.S. This all happened on one day, 2 weeks ago.  Here’s the update:

We just decided not to use the leaking shower, so even though the problem isn’t solved, I’m not worrying about it at the moment. 

The Oven company called me on my birthday with the news that they were going to fix the door even though it was out of warranty.  Best. birthday. present. ever. 

I haven’t seen the lovely police officer in person, and everyone is irritated and riding my bumper when I actually drive the 15 miles an hour in the school zone!  🙂   

We were able to get a new place to stay that was actually in a better location than the original VRBO we had booked. 

So it all worked out. 

AND…..date night alone with the hubs was epic  

~Karen