I would really take this day over from the top. I have some issues for the script writer.
To start with, it was a lovely day and I barely got out in it. Some of that was inertia, but most was trying to juggle and failing miserably. I had wanted to get my garden in at long last, but my son did not cooperate. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. It won’t be so cool to work, but at least another parent will be about. Hopefully, J. will go along with Daddy.
Then the power went out this morning. Ok, that happens; it’s no big deal. What distressed me was that I jumped immediately to the suspicion that my husband had forgotten to pay the bill. He hadn’t; when I called the electric company to report the outage I got a recorded message saying they were aware of the problem and that it should be fixed in a couple of hours. At his most depressed and immobilized that did happen, but it hasn’t for over a year now. But I still went immediately from “no power” to irritated and readying myself to go fix the mess. Now the irritation is at myself. I thought I’d let the past be past. I found out I haven’t quite.
Meanwhile, while the power was out I couldn’t work. Ok, my son wanted to go to the playland beneath the Arches, so I packed up my laptop. He could run and shout with the other little bodies, and I could click away. Upon arrival I discovered that the battery is so incapable of taking a charge that I couldn’t even turn the poor thing on. So once again, work that needed done didn’t get done. I looked for, then asked for, an electrical outlet. No joy in Mudville; Mickey D’s doesn’t put outlets in their table areas at all.
And so the day went on. While I was out someone called about my husband’s employment taxes, unpaid for the past two years. There’s a good reason for that – he hasn’t been in business for the past two years, much less had employees to pay unemployment taxes on! I’ve been trying to correct that misinformation with the State Department of Revenue since we learned of it in February. Obviously, they still haven’t got the word. It looks like I get to deal with them on Tuesday.
I don’t need to ride a roller coaster this summer. I’m living on one, darn it!