That road that was paved with good intentions...
I woke up with a lot of grand ideas in my head. It's my day off. I needed to take Cole to school, pick up a tree stand from Lowes (cheapest and the only place that had what we needed). Get some tree lights and a few ornaments. Then I was going to come and listen to Christmas music while I did Danny this awesome favor and put the tree together THEN put on the lights. I also wanted to make some wheat bread and make a menu for the entire week. I had such lofty ideas.
*** Random, but it will tie in later***
We have a new car. We love it and are SO grateful to have two cars. I still can't believe how great it is. How we have gone almost 7 years with 1 car is beyond me. So, today Danny took the new car to work since the roads were awful and I took our POC to do my errands. He drove off with his butt warming seats and his AWD whilst sipping cocoa and humming along to Christmas tunes. (kidding about the cocoa). This matters because it will tie into the story of my day thus far.
I stood in 18" of snow while Cole sat in the Pontiac eating his cereal from a baggy. I was sweeping OFF about another 18" of snow from the roof of the car. It had been sitting in the parking lot for a few days. Uncovered. Unused. By the time I got in the car, I had snow up to my knees and was frozen stiff. I sloshed my way to school and Cole was only a half hour late. Woot! Next stop: The credit union. Easy, right?. I'm pretty sure the tires on that car are bald. I was sliding all over those nasty roads.
Then I was off to the ONLY place in town that had what we needed but it was on the opposite side of the valley. So off I go. Danny (who I love dearly) gave me wrong directions and I got a little lost and a lot frustrated. Then I got stuck. Lost, frustrated and stuck are NOT a good combination. I got back on track and made it to Lowes. Phew, got my $12 item and headed across the valley for another place I needed to hit up. While on the freeway, I practically get run over by the huge semi trucks that are spewing nasty, dirty, snow all over the small, helpless cars around them. Then I freak out when I realize my washer fluid is EMPTY and I'm smearing grime all over my windshield and can barely see. My blind spot? Covered in slush. The back window? Covered. The FRONT window? Dirty. I was literally praying out loud like this" Okay Heavenly Father, I'm going to change lanes...am I going to die? Should I go now? Or now? (a car passes by) ok...now? Okay Heavenly Father, I'm going to switch lanes now so please don't let me die!!" and I switched lanes safely. I had to do this a couple more times before getting off the freeway and to the nearest gas station for more fluid. I probably looked very cool pulling in. Then I went into Tai Pan Trading to see about getting some lights and ornaments. L to the O to the L. Where was Walmart when I needed it? They have cute stuff for people with lots of money...so I used the ladies room and drove my little POC to the nearest Walms. (which wasn't even near). Can't forget to mention that I stopped at a gas station to buy some over priced wiper fluid. And finally...Walms. As I'm sitting in the parking lot sending off a text msg, a car pulls in (mighty hastily if you ask me) and the couple inside the car jump out. As they fling open their doors, the passenger side of my car gets hit. It wasn't just a tap. The girl actually says "ah, crap!" and hurry into the store (not realizing I'm sitting there watching...). So I got out of the car to assess the damage and I was ready to make a little 3 digit phone call and it WASN'T 4-1-1. When I saw the dent, I realized it was small, and it was on a part of the car that is made to help absorb stuff like this but still! There wasn't an actual scratch on the car so it wasn't really worthy of getting insurance/cops involved but it still bugged me that they ran off when they could have at LEAST put a little note of apology or something. So I decided to create my own note. The only paper I had was a Walmart receipt in my purse so I got out a pen and wrote "Thanks for hitting my car carelessly without doing anything about it. Merry Christmas!" I know I'm 5 years old and all--but it was the passive aggressive side of me that wanted to make a small statement of how lame they are. Ironic, how I was lame to match their lameness. Whatever. Hopefully they'll panic and think I slashed a tire or something. Happy Holidays to all!
Stopped at the Dollar store and picked up some ornaments for our fake tree. This thing is going to be super classy--just you wait!
Now I'm home and looking on Amazon. Pretending to have money to fill up my shopping cart and make everyone's materialistic dreams come true.
So even though my day was planned out beautifully with getting so much done, not much got done but a little shopping, a lot of driving, some agression and lots of stuff still on my to-do list.
*** Random, but it will tie in later***
We have a new car. We love it and are SO grateful to have two cars. I still can't believe how great it is. How we have gone almost 7 years with 1 car is beyond me. So, today Danny took the new car to work since the roads were awful and I took our POC to do my errands. He drove off with his butt warming seats and his AWD whilst sipping cocoa and humming along to Christmas tunes. (kidding about the cocoa). This matters because it will tie into the story of my day thus far.
I stood in 18" of snow while Cole sat in the Pontiac eating his cereal from a baggy. I was sweeping OFF about another 18" of snow from the roof of the car. It had been sitting in the parking lot for a few days. Uncovered. Unused. By the time I got in the car, I had snow up to my knees and was frozen stiff. I sloshed my way to school and Cole was only a half hour late. Woot! Next stop: The credit union. Easy, right?. I'm pretty sure the tires on that car are bald. I was sliding all over those nasty roads.
Then I was off to the ONLY place in town that had what we needed but it was on the opposite side of the valley. So off I go. Danny (who I love dearly) gave me wrong directions and I got a little lost and a lot frustrated. Then I got stuck. Lost, frustrated and stuck are NOT a good combination. I got back on track and made it to Lowes. Phew, got my $12 item and headed across the valley for another place I needed to hit up. While on the freeway, I practically get run over by the huge semi trucks that are spewing nasty, dirty, snow all over the small, helpless cars around them. Then I freak out when I realize my washer fluid is EMPTY and I'm smearing grime all over my windshield and can barely see. My blind spot? Covered in slush. The back window? Covered. The FRONT window? Dirty. I was literally praying out loud like this" Okay Heavenly Father, I'm going to change lanes...am I going to die? Should I go now? Or now? (a car passes by) ok...now? Okay Heavenly Father, I'm going to switch lanes now so please don't let me die!!" and I switched lanes safely. I had to do this a couple more times before getting off the freeway and to the nearest gas station for more fluid. I probably looked very cool pulling in. Then I went into Tai Pan Trading to see about getting some lights and ornaments. L to the O to the L. Where was Walmart when I needed it? They have cute stuff for people with lots of money...so I used the ladies room and drove my little POC to the nearest Walms. (which wasn't even near). Can't forget to mention that I stopped at a gas station to buy some over priced wiper fluid. And finally...Walms. As I'm sitting in the parking lot sending off a text msg, a car pulls in (mighty hastily if you ask me) and the couple inside the car jump out. As they fling open their doors, the passenger side of my car gets hit. It wasn't just a tap. The girl actually says "ah, crap!" and hurry into the store (not realizing I'm sitting there watching...). So I got out of the car to assess the damage and I was ready to make a little 3 digit phone call and it WASN'T 4-1-1. When I saw the dent, I realized it was small, and it was on a part of the car that is made to help absorb stuff like this but still! There wasn't an actual scratch on the car so it wasn't really worthy of getting insurance/cops involved but it still bugged me that they ran off when they could have at LEAST put a little note of apology or something. So I decided to create my own note. The only paper I had was a Walmart receipt in my purse so I got out a pen and wrote "Thanks for hitting my car carelessly without doing anything about it. Merry Christmas!" I know I'm 5 years old and all--but it was the passive aggressive side of me that wanted to make a small statement of how lame they are. Ironic, how I was lame to match their lameness. Whatever. Hopefully they'll panic and think I slashed a tire or something. Happy Holidays to all!
Stopped at the Dollar store and picked up some ornaments for our fake tree. This thing is going to be super classy--just you wait!
Now I'm home and looking on Amazon. Pretending to have money to fill up my shopping cart and make everyone's materialistic dreams come true.
So even though my day was planned out beautifully with getting so much done, not much got done but a little shopping, a lot of driving, some agression and lots of stuff still on my to-do list.
THE END
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And Im sure your tree WILL be classy! You should see MY tree..its a Hodge podge of miscellaneous crap but I LOVE IT! Those are my favorite tree's and my kids love it because the ugliest ornaments hold the best memories.
And to all a goodnight!
But, I was in the nasty weather last night picking my nephew up from the airport--I almost died too when a car spun out in front of me. I know that I was protected as I got the prompting to stay calm, which I did, and to brake slowly--which I also did, and so I came to a nice little stop quite a ways from the car that had finally finished it's 180º!