25 March 2010

Thursday.

Today I totally forgot a meeting. I never do that. My mind is in about 12 different places and I'm just feeling so scattered. And you know what'll happen next...I'll give away half of our stuff to Goodwill. To clear my head, I give away most of our belongings and scrub things I don't usually scrub. I blame my mother.
I am such an organized and prepared person. Flux is a bad, bad thing.

  • The next two weeks are going to be super big for us. Andrew's in-person interview went well and we expect to hear from them in the next 48 hours. Additionally, he's working really hard to help with things at work and keep a clear head. I think it would be so hard to know that the work you're doing will all be gone within a couple of weeks and still try to give 100%.
  • It sounds like we'll become more semi-permanent to the Fort Worth area as we make decisions about where to go next. Barring any HUGE offers from his current company, Andrew will most likely take a good position with a HUGE company down here. We like the area, and we have about 15 months before we'd need to decide if we wanted to buy in the area. I'm a little nervous about the summer weather, but we really, really like Texas and are having a really good experience.
  • My car died at Kohl's this morning. It's actually a terribly funny story. I took the girls to the "Boinksie Pwace" this morning to burn off some energy and when I got back in my car, I noticed it started slow. I thought, "Well, only one way to find out..." and I headed to Kohl's to return a bra. Why I would have picked up a 34C is beyond me. I ended up buying two cute shirts. When I returned to my car, it was NOT starting. I, of course, exercised all of my car know-how and checked the oil like any good woman. Whaaaaatever. It wasn't the oil. (Don't look so shocked.) So I called Andrew, who was like, "Woman! Now is not the time to snivel about a dead car! WORK. IT. OUT." Okay, he was really much kinder, but he definitely wasn't coming to get me on his motorcycle, and there was really no point in coming all the way to Keller when I had already checked the OIL. Ha! So I called Geico. The promised to send a stand-in husband (read: tow truck man) to rescue me. Of course, this didn't solve the transportation issue. I had two babies, two carseats and a mama to get back to Fort Worth. I called every single mode of transportation possible. No cabs in Keller. None. No rental cars in the metroplex. None. Enterprise will pick you up, but they very kindly told me to STUFF IT for asking for a rental car without a reservation. Apparently there's a shortage.
    The tow truck arrive and I burst into tears. I never cry. I really and truly thought I was stranded at Kohl's forever. The tow truck man, besides being terribly cute, was very nice and calmed me down. He jumped my car and informed me that my battery was beyond dead. After I collapsed my stroller on my thumb and bled profusely for several minutes, he followed me to AutoZone where he ran interference and got me all set up with a new battery and a dry face. Perfection. The girls and I are home now and I've never been so happy to see my very messy house.

1 comment:

Jennifer Merkel said...

Well, you are in the South, and women cry in the South, and I certainly hope that your response to smashing your thumb was "Oh...Sugar!" I think you handled the whole thing quite gracefully.