It's been a bit of a crazy week, I'd say. Chris was out of town last week and the washer started making a strange noise. I decided not to use it again until he had the chance to look at it...but then I forgot. So I threw a load in and the washing machine proceeded to die half way through, just before Chris walked in the door. So he spent Friday night wringing out that load, bailing out the washer and taking it apart.
The verdict: 10 years old and busted.
Glass half full: There are some great door-buster deals on some nice washing machines on Friday! So we go without a washer for a week (thank you to my parents for allowing me to use theirs!) and we get a great deal on a new washer. Sweet.
Saturday we took a drive up to Lakeway - only about 20 or 25 minutes away on highway roads - to have a little
Chicken Express for dinner...mmm, fried corn nuggets! Afterward, we decided to stop off at Sonic for an ice cream treat. While we were there, the drivers' side window died and refused to go back up. On the coldest day of the fall so far. At night. With a baby in the car and a 25 minute highway drive ahead of us. Fun times!
The verdict: Chris spend Saturday night tearing apart the car door and managed to get the window up, but not functional.
Glass half full: It was soooo funny. We all laughed our heads off on that cold drive home. Seriously. It was hilarious. Also, perhaps a non-functioning window will curb my fast food habit a bit!
Monday I hustled and bustled around to try and get out the door on time to go visit a friend, only to discover that my car battery was dead! What the?
The verdict: Easily replaced by Chris on a quick trip home at lunch; he had me up and running just in time to pick up Maya.
Glass half full: We're so lucky to have help nearby. My
Mama was nice enough to quickly run me down to Walmart for a new battery. And if she hadn't been able to, I can think of several others I could have called for help. That's such a good feeling.
Monday was also the day I gave in and decided to get my yet-again infected eyes checked out.
The verdict: Yep, infected again. Glasses for a week. More antibiotic eye drops.
Glass half full: The doctor seems to think the problem is with the type of contacts I've been wearing, and she thinks switching brands will solve the problem for good. Fingers crossed!
Today is Chris' birthday! Happy 33rd to my cutie pie! Mason's gift to him was a room full of vomit first thing in the morning. Nice. Perhaps I shouldn't have let him eat an entire block of cheese last night for dinner.
The verdict: Maybe it wasn't just something he ate, since he picked Chris' birthday lunch out at Taco Shack as the next perfect opportunity to puke everywhere. Ah crap.
Glass half full: So far he's the only puker in the house. And we are just going to knock on wood that it stays that way. And my mother was kind enough to let us bring a load of pukey laundry over.
So, yeah. Quite a week. Glass half full? That all of these events are of the "inconvenient", pain in the butt variety and not "real", end of the world problems.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all!!