Yesterday, I woke up with a sore throat and a stuffy nose. Great, another cold. My third one in three months. My immune system has been compromised because of my illness and my body is jacked up. Merry Christmas to me.
I needed to get firewood, clear the stairs, take out the garbage and do a few other things outside. Of course I didn't want to go outside. It is cold and we have 10 inches of snow. When I got outside, I decided I should clear some of the snow off of our van. I unlocked the van, grabbed the scraper and shut the driver-side door.
Crash. Shatter. Small avalanche sound.
This is the results.
Needless to say, Webster's Dictionary of Curse Words was running through my head at that moment. I have no idea what happened. There was only a few inches of snow on the rear window, not enough to cause this damage. So then I needed to triage the whole situation. Every time I touched the window more pieces fell, little pieces, the size of pencil tip erasers. More snow in the van, more glass chunks in the snow. Ten inches of snow. Bah!
Shop-vac to the rescue. I ended up having to bust the whole window out. I shop-vacd our driveway full of snow. I'm sure the neighbors thought I was crazy. I spent two hours outside cleaning up the mess. I ended up having to put a tarp over the whole back end of the van. Have I mentioned yet that we don't have a garage? Have I mentioned the ten inches of snow we have that is preventing the van from getting out? Have I mentioned that we live at the end of a dead-end road? Yeah.
I manage to get the van out after some fun times shovelling out loads of snow. We get it to a shop. $400 later...
Next. I'm still sick and feeling worse after spending so much time outside. We get back home and our neighbor points out that one of his trees has fallen onto our property. Missed the house by inches and is now resting on our lilac & forsythia trees. Out comes the chainsaw.
Fast forward to the middle of the night. I can't sleep. P comes in the bedroom at 1am. "Mommy I'm gonna throw up." I get her in the bathroom just in time. Clean her up and get her back to bed by 2am. 7am she wakes up all bright and chipper. Bah Humbug!
5 comments:
I have to say, I think the most infuriating part of all of that is that P could just barf in the night and then be fine the next day. Who cares if Mom was up half the night? Yikes! You need some Christmas cheer.
Oh Jen!!! I can't believe your van! I've never know that this could happen! Crazy! I hope you are able to have a relaxing christmas.
I would say, "i'm speechless"...but that would be saying something...
wow. merry christmas. you and charlie brown should get together. and eyeore, too. lame.
so...a low of snow shatters very cold glass? is that the reason?? never happened to us and we lived in idaho. you lived in freakin' alaska...have you ever heard that happening?
i have the cold, too. last night was my "you're getting sick warning" and today i feel it. it's about time. maddie has been sick a week, annalise and geoff a few less days than that. as soon as the shopping's done and i'm sick.
anchil
Oh J! It sounds horrible. I hope the worst is over and I hope your cold doesn't last long. December has not been nice this year!
oh wow...so sorry to hear about your 'fun filled day'. hope you are feeling better and have dug out from under all that snow. Maybe the new year will be better!?!
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