The Chaos That Is My Life

You know that country song Going Through Hell by Rodney Atkins? Well that's how I feel lately!
(in case you don't here's the lyrics)

Well you know those times
When you feel like there's a sign there on your back
Says I don't mind if ya kick me
Seems like everybody has
Things go from bad to worse
You'd think they can't get worse than that
And then they do

You step off the straight and narrow
And you don't know where you are
Use the needle of your compass
To sew up your broken heart
Ask directions from a genie
In a bottle of Jim Beam
And she lies to you
That's when you learn the truth

If you're going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared, don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

Well I been deep down in that darkness
I been down to my last match
Felt a hundred different demons
Breathing fire down my back
And I knew that if I stumbled
I'd fall right into the trap that they were laying, yeah

But the good news
Is there's angels everywhere out on the street
Holding out a hand to pull you back up on your feet
The one's that you've been dragginig for so long
You're on your knees
You might as well be praying
Guess what I'm saying

If your going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

Yeah, If you're going through hell
Keep on moving, face that fire
Walk right through it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there......

So the week started off okay. We called the man we wanted to be our officiant for the wedding and he's happy to do it. We settled on a start time and I printed the invitations, so that I can do the stamping, and start assembling them in the near future, etc, etc.

Well, that was the calm before the storm. Little did I know, my progress would be overshadowed by the chaos that would ensue...here comes what makes me think of the song.

Thursday evening I finally give into the outrageous heat and pay to have my AC fixed, as my new mechanic is pretty inexpensive. By the time we leave Bu is blowing ice cold air (YAY!). However the next day, no cold air, hot air only :( I call him up, he says there must have been a leak they didn't notice when they were filling it, bring it in tonight. I had plans, so I agreed to bring it in Saturday morning, not a big deal, he's been great so I know he'll take care of me. Friday at lunch I go get all new tires for Bu, since I failed safety for low tread. They only took 20 mins to put the new tires I paid $500 for. I'm thinking this is great!

I needed to get going on bridesmaid dress shopping, but Dakota has been very sick so Kass can't make it, but Heidi was planning to go with me and my mom. However, Heidi had some dental work done, that the pain got worse and she couln't make it. Not a big deal, because I was still excited to go with my Mom, I was just bummed I didn't have either of my girls there :( [Which was who we were shopping for]. We ended up finding some options, so it definitely was a worthwhile trip! Got back to my Mom's house and headed home.

I decided to stop at the bank. As I was leaving my car got really wobbly and it slams me into the curb. I could barely steer to get off the road into a parking lot, since Highland doesn't have shoulder lanes at that point. I get out the car to see the front one had come OFF the wheel rim and the back one was flat. I was so frantic and beyond myself. I'd had these tires for 9, yes count it up, 9 hours before they crapped out on me! Granted only one did, which caused damage to the other and possibly my rims. I called up Matt freaked out! (Thank goodness for having a man to come deal with car issues). He didn't even understand what I was saying. I was like "No the tire isn't even on my wheel!" I think I just kept saying that until he asked "Where are you?", then said "I'll be there right away". At the time we didn't know the rear wheel was punctured, we thought it was flat. We tried putting air in it, hoping that we could put it back on, and put the spare on the front one that the tire was no longer on. But, no, it was punctured!

So we called AAA, well Kassandra DeMilt called them since my sister was still on the plan and I wasn't, but I've carried her card around just in case. So I was my sister for the night :) At first they told me it would be 60 mins. Okay, whatever, I have to wait for the flat bed, since my car is down 2 tires. I call back after 60 mins to find out it was posted with an ETA of 1.5 hours, but they didn't tell me that. Fine whatever, can't do anything about it, we need the tow. Now the 1.5 hours has past and they tell me that at 11:15 it was noted that the time got pushed back to 2 hours total. I was on the freakin phone with them at 11:15, but she neglected to tell me!!! I was livid and chewed out the lady on the phone, who tried to use the excuse of "they're backed up". I told her that I didn't care about how long, just that they kept telling me different times, and if we'd known we would've gone home for an hour or two instead of waiting on the side of the road! In those 2 hours, we actually saw 2 other trucks from the same company go flying by us, which what are the odds? Finally our driver showed up, and he was a hoot! He said he felt bad, but what had happened was that we got pushed back for freeway calls, which take priority because of the lack of safety. Totally understandable, it wasn't his fault AAA lied to us, if they'd explained this I wouldn't have been so mad. Anway, we finally get the car off the tow truck and get to bed at 1:30 AM.

Got back up Saturday at 8 AM to call my mechanic and tell him that I can't come in to have AC fixed because my tire fell off and my car's not driveable! I call the tire guy on his cell, since they weren't even open on Saturday, and left a message in shorter detail that "um, those tires you put on yesterday, one fell off my rim, and I slammed into a curb and punctured the other, CALL ME!" Went back to sleep for a while, then got up and got ready for Lagoon (my work's company party), and he still hadn't called. We took Matt's car and finally made it to Lagoon. Around 1:30 he calls and leaves a voicemail, as we were on Colossus :) I call him back and re-hash the story. He was very apologetic and glad I wasn't harmed or in an accident. He is sending a mobile unit today (Monday) to replace the tires for me, and I will have to go get them balanced tomorrow. Hopefully it all turns out well, but I just couldn't believe it happened on the same day as getting them! I was mostly freaked out that I'd have problems trying to get them fixed! I was worried they would make me pay for 2 new ones, but Matt was very reassuring that if they gave me crap he'd tear them a new one :) I mean honestly, you'd think new tires would last at least 24 hours, right? :) I guess for their reputation's sake, I should have expected they'd take care of me, but I wasn't sure if I could take much more, and was expecting the worst!

Oh, yeah, Lagoon. We didn't bring the camera, so no pics....sorry! We didn't ride that much, and it was wayyyy hot, 96°, and very much crowded! Matt won me 2 stuffed animals at the games, one on Spill The Milk (in one shot!), and one from Pick The Ducks. He had wanted to win me something, since he never had before, and I ended up with 2!!! We stayed for 7 hours at the park then headed home, as we were still exhausted from the day before.