It's been a crappy week. First the Camry dies and on Sunday afternoon when we should be doing nothing Jeff is out in the freezing cold attaching the car to my truck to tow it home. With all his knowledge of mechanical things, it's scary when he's not sure and since he usually does all the work on the cars, we have no clue where to take it for repairs. So we wait till Monday morning.
First thing Monday morning, I'm on the treadmill in the fitness center - which has an air temperature of approximately 55! - going through all the things I need to do during the day. It occurs to me that I should ask Dawn where to take the Camry. Her husband works for Gordie Boucher and they both know the south side pretty well. The next thing that pops into my head is that I have an appointment to give blood at the Bradley Center in 45 minutes! Shit! So I get off the treadmill after only 25 minutes, quickly shower which was OK since the temp is 55, get dressed in my work clothes and hustle over to the Bradley Center. The outside temperature must have been hovering around 0 and although the rest of me was warm about half-way through my 7-block walk, I could not feel my fingers. Plus my hair was frozen. I didn’t have enough time to thoroughly dry it and make it to my appointment on time. In fact, I was indeed 5 minutes late. I checked in and she asked me to sign my name and I couldn’t since I didn’t feel my fingers. At least I left there feeling good like I usually do when completing a good deed. Plus I got two free Bucks tickets.
As soon as I got back to work I headed for Dawn’s office. I took one look at her red-eyed sad face and said “What’s the matter!?” She handed me the obituary of a co-worker. Lisa Luedtke, age 38, died Saturday in a snowmobile accident. This was a good friend of Dawn’s and she was devastated. I hated to ask and I told her I didn’t want to bother her but she said she would love the distraction. So I told her about the car, she called her husband and he told us to head over to a place in St. Francis. So I spent the morning making phone calls to get the car picked up – thank goodness for AAA.
In the meantime, the pipes burst at work creating a lack of water supply to the 8th, 9th, and 10th floors of our office building. Effective immediately, the fitness center is shut down. My co-workers heard my ‘noooooooooo!’ from a few offices away. No car. No gym. No relief from stress.
So Tuesday comes and goes with no car and no fitness center. I’m feeling really edgy as I sense the car repair bill going up by the day and my stress level following right along. To make things worse, the furnace starts acting up Tuesday night.
So now it’s Wednesday morning, I still don’t know what the car will cost, but the fitness center is open again. So things are looking up. But I am thinking about the funeral this afternoon. I did not know her well. Children are left behind. She got engaged a day before she died, a fiancé is left behind. At the age of 38. Suddenly things aren’t so bad. They say you have to let things go that you cannot change, this is a hard one to let go of.
First thing Monday morning, I'm on the treadmill in the fitness center - which has an air temperature of approximately 55! - going through all the things I need to do during the day. It occurs to me that I should ask Dawn where to take the Camry. Her husband works for Gordie Boucher and they both know the south side pretty well. The next thing that pops into my head is that I have an appointment to give blood at the Bradley Center in 45 minutes! Shit! So I get off the treadmill after only 25 minutes, quickly shower which was OK since the temp is 55, get dressed in my work clothes and hustle over to the Bradley Center. The outside temperature must have been hovering around 0 and although the rest of me was warm about half-way through my 7-block walk, I could not feel my fingers. Plus my hair was frozen. I didn’t have enough time to thoroughly dry it and make it to my appointment on time. In fact, I was indeed 5 minutes late. I checked in and she asked me to sign my name and I couldn’t since I didn’t feel my fingers. At least I left there feeling good like I usually do when completing a good deed. Plus I got two free Bucks tickets.
As soon as I got back to work I headed for Dawn’s office. I took one look at her red-eyed sad face and said “What’s the matter!?” She handed me the obituary of a co-worker. Lisa Luedtke, age 38, died Saturday in a snowmobile accident. This was a good friend of Dawn’s and she was devastated. I hated to ask and I told her I didn’t want to bother her but she said she would love the distraction. So I told her about the car, she called her husband and he told us to head over to a place in St. Francis. So I spent the morning making phone calls to get the car picked up – thank goodness for AAA.
In the meantime, the pipes burst at work creating a lack of water supply to the 8th, 9th, and 10th floors of our office building. Effective immediately, the fitness center is shut down. My co-workers heard my ‘noooooooooo!’ from a few offices away. No car. No gym. No relief from stress.
So Tuesday comes and goes with no car and no fitness center. I’m feeling really edgy as I sense the car repair bill going up by the day and my stress level following right along. To make things worse, the furnace starts acting up Tuesday night.
So now it’s Wednesday morning, I still don’t know what the car will cost, but the fitness center is open again. So things are looking up. But I am thinking about the funeral this afternoon. I did not know her well. Children are left behind. She got engaged a day before she died, a fiancé is left behind. At the age of 38. Suddenly things aren’t so bad. They say you have to let things go that you cannot change, this is a hard one to let go of.
I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.
Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
~ Dr. Seuss
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