Thursday, February 5, 2009

When It Rains, It Pours

Sometimes it's good. Sometimes it's not so good.

This week it has appeared to be some of the not-so-good. It began last Saturday, when Brian got a flat tire on his way home from work. Whatever he ran over did some major damage, and unfortunately the small spare he had wasn't the right size, so he went ahead and got two new tires at the tire place. Then, he couldn't find his mobile phone. He had it to call me about the tire situation, so we think it must have fallen on the side of the road when he was changing the tires. We've called it and it goes straight to voicemail, so more than likely it's in bits and pieces somewhere. Not necessarily money we have to spend, but, it needs to be taken care of, right?

Then, after doing our taxes I realize that number showing up is not our refund -- it's money we owe. *sigh* I have never owed money. While it isn't a huge amount of money, it was money we were hoping to get back so we could buy a new TV (mine's over 16 years old). But that money instead is now going to the government.

And then this morning, while I'm on my way out to my car to go to an appointment (at another placement agency that will hopefully give me some freelance work), I discover that ... I have a flat tire. Yep.

And really, at this point, it's just laughable. I'm not really trying to say, "Oh, woe is me!" That's why I started out this post with "appeared to be not-so-good." I'm not saying that two flat tires, a lost mobile that will need to be replaced, and money owed TO the IRS is good but, well, it's just the facts, really. It's just interesting all that has happened in one week. It could really get a person down (although, I will admit that for a little while after doing our taxes, I was a little bummed). But, we've had it worse (like when Brian's car was stolen, or when he owed several thousand dollars to his university for what student loans hadn't paid for), so, all you can do is move on.

But you know, Brian and I are still blessed. I'm being given the opportunity to try my hand at something new; even though we were sad to be moving from our last area, this area has given me a new-found, fabulous friend that I bet she really doesn't even begin to comprehend what she means to me (and we're not that close yet); Brian's doing really well at his job which he likes; we have a nice place to live and beautiful cats that keep us so entertained; and the Lord has seen to it that I can't be bored, by having me help out with teaching little kids (again), help with social activities at church, and being involved in missionary work to bring people to church. So, overall things are great. And I can't tell you how nice it is not having to be on a set schedule. And do I miss co-workers? Nah, not really. Except for my first job, I haven't really connected with anyone at my previous places. Besides, I have lots of friends that are only an e-mail away. ^_^


Melinda February 5, 2009 at 2:51 PM  

Wow. All of that would totally get ME down! I'm sure something great is just around the corner for you guys! Keep up the great attitude!

Grrl Detective February 5, 2009 at 10:39 PM  

That is a whole lot of lousy. I would generally use different words, but I'm editing myself for you :) When things start piling on like that, I always try to convince myself that it must mean something great is about to happen to balance everything out. Actually, I just sit on the couch and cry, but in theory... you get the idea.

Hope things get better soon!

Anonymous February 6, 2009 at 9:39 AM  

Oy. Flat tires galore. Keith owed money to the IRS the past few years, but maybe this year might be different since he gets to say he's married! I hope things get better for you. It's wonderful to see that you're able to keep the good things in sight even when other things get you down. ^_^

Charles Gramlich February 6, 2009 at 12:50 PM  

Some weeks it's like that. And yes, it can even get to the point of being funny. Someday I'll have to post about "charles' week of love." Now there was a week from hell.

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