A DAY OF MIXED EMOTIONS
Today is one of those days where every corner has a new dilemma.
This morning Jordan took Peter to school for me so I could lie in bed a little longer. (great thing!)
I was supposed to meet him in Centerville so we could drop off one of our cars to get fixed. After getting all bundled up, dressed, and ready I opened my front door. (bad thing)
First thought, 'I'd rather be a Laker than a Jazz" (tonight we are going to the Jazz game so I have had the Jazz on my mind)
As I usually do on a cold, snowy day in Utah I began to day dream of sunny, warm California.
When I was 17 years old I made a HUGE mistake. After spending a summer in Utah in made the decision to MOVE HERE. My parents tried to talk me out of it but I wouldnt budge.
Anyway, after dreaming of HOME- I found the car in the parking lot like this....
THE CAR. BURIED IN 2 FT OF SNOW. Good thing I was prepared and armed with a broom to assist with the chore.
I am NOT a short person and the snow was up to my knees.
So after this I start experiencing major sharp pains in my heart ( seriously, I am not being dramatic) I realize that I am having a minor anxiety attack from stressing about all the snow and cold. I call Jordan and explain to him my dilemma and he thinks I am joking.... NOT FUNNY. So... I have to solve the problem myself by taking deep breaths and once again dreaming of california.
AND WE WONDER WHY I HAVE SEASONAL AFFECTIVE DISORDER???/(SADD)
IT GETS BETTER...
Once I get all the way to Centerville we realize I didnt even need to go there because Jordan was going to borrow his dads truck.
I had to go to the Jazz Box Office to redeem our 2 for 1 voucher which I SWEAR I grabbed on my way out this morning. I get to the box office downtown and the voucher is nowhere to be found. So... I make the trek back home to find it.
Now, the gas gage in the Subaru doesnt work so we usually have to just set the miles on the car and figure it out that way. The dial was telling me I still had 100 miles left for that tank of gas. Evidently not the case. The car is starting to stall on Highland drive (close to our place) I realize its probably the gas so I begin signalling into a gas station (.5 miles from our house). I quickly changed my mind because our house was only .5 miles away I could fill up on my way out this afternoon. ( aka: didnt follow my conscience (the spirit))
So... as I am turning to go up the hill to our complex THE CAR COMPLETELY DIED. Luckily there was a firestone right there so I asked for a gas can.... suited up and walked the trek to the gas station .5 miles away in 2FT OF SNOW, the sidewalk was NOT plowed or shoveled. Not one person asked if they could help me. Once I get back to my car I am covered in oil and black residue on my white sweats, my face, and hands. I filled up the car, it starts fine, returned the gas can, drove home.
By this point... its becoming quite comical (despite my soaking wet feet and boots)
I hope in the hot shower and pull out my laptop to blog and guess what I found.
THE JAZZ 2 FOR 1 VOUCHER I was looking for earlier at the box office right here in my backpack which I had the WHOLE ENTIRE TIME!
hOPEFULLY THE day gets better. We are going to Flemings for dinner and then the Jazz game
I am afraid to move from this position.
Stay classy UTAH.
The End.
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