Monday, May 21, 2012

Join me in my pity party!

I feel like my life is in revolt. Two weekends ago we were working on a project and I ran out to get supplies and lunch. When I pulled up into the driveway my car door wouldn't open. This is apparently a common problem with Hondas, one that typically happens when all of your neighbors and all of their friends, and all their friends' friends are hanging out in their yards, so a thousand people can watch you climb inelegantly through the passenger side door.

I bumped my head on our silverware drawer while touching up baseboard paint, got mad at the drawer and slammed it shut, which caused it to go in at a weird angle. When I bumped it in with my hip, the whole drawer front split.



I went to Loree's house the day after my car door busted to pick up retaining stones that she generously gifted me and I ran over her neighbor's lawn trying to back into the driveway. Once we got the car loaded up I discovered I was in the car with a wasp. I thought, "Oh god, this is how it will end. Me, stuck in a car with a door that won't open, discovering that I'm allergic to wasp stings." I managed to get my gardening gloves on and the wasp moved out the window and finally Monday morning came so I could take my car to the mechanic. They fixed my door! And then my car got hit-and-runned while it was sitting in front of the shop!

The damage is minor, but son of a bitch. So now it gets to go to body shop camp.

The second sink that I installed in the bathroom, after I cracked the first one, is the tiniest bit taller then the first sink and twice the P trap popped off the sink's drain stem because it wasn't quite long enough. Installing the extension piece wasn't that hard . . .

 
. . . but that perfect hole we drilled in the shelf wasn't roomy enough to accommodate everything.


So I got frustrated and sawed out a clearance wedge. It looks terrific. No, wait, awful. It looks awful.


I'm really just being a whiner. Greg fixed the drawer somehow, without my asking, which was awesome. My car will be fixed. My life is full of people who are very nice to me for no reason, like Sarah who gave me agaves, Loree who gave me landscaping materials and a lot of helpful advice, and Scott who drew up plans to help me landscape the front yard, just because he's nice (!). It was a revelation to see how he plans out his garden. I'm incorporating a lot of what he drew up and I'm so grateful.

And my Oregon irises really went bonkers this year. The blooms don't last very long but there were so many this year! I think that's the universe telling me to quit feeling sorry for myself, as these annoyances aren't really big problems.

Iris tenax

Let's just keep our fingers crossed that my car quits having problems. KNOCK ON WOOD.

15 comments:

  1. Ugh, Ugh...TRIPLE UGH! It really seems that sometimes you get a flurry of crap all coming at you at once. I'm never surprised by things that go wrong around the house anymore...especially if we're working on something. I always just assume that something bad will happen...and I'm generally not disappointed in THAT regard. I'm actually the queen of needless fretting. I'll actually wake up at 3 in the morning and start worrying about the things that MIGHT happen...and what I'll do to fix them. Deep Sigh. You're right though...they bad things never seem quite so bad after a few days...and you always have the garden...which keeps on going regardless of life's little mishaps...and even the big ones ;-)

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  2. I'm so sorry you've had a such a rotten run of luck! Your post did make me feel a little better about the pity party I've been having for myself lately. I guess we are all human and need to vent once in a while.
    p.s.Your irises are gorgeous!

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  3. That sucks! Don't feel bad for complaining at all, that's a load of shit that got piled on all at once, and it sucks. I'm glad that your car is fixed, hopefully that hit and run driver drove his car into a sink hole.

    Your iris' are gorgeous!

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  4. Oh man, I hear you! I feel like whenever one little thing goes wrong, it is bound to be followed by a bunch of increasingly not-little things. Looking on the bright side, at least you didn't die by wasp!

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  5. Trapped in a car with a door that won't open and an angry wasp...that sounds like a bad SNL skit...then add in the hit and run ... wow..

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  6. Thank you for commiserating! You're so right . . . the garden will always chug along, even if everything else is falling into disrepair. :)

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  7. Thank you! You should join my pity party. I have cake and liquor.

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  8. A boss once told me that once you buy a house it starts communicating with your car so things break down at the same time. I'm starting to think she was right.

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  9. Thanks, lady! Hopefully you'll get to see them in person soon!

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  10. I *have* been feeling like Chris Farley recently . . . I think I'm ready to fall and destroy a coffee table next. ;)

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  11. HammeringOurWayHomeMay 22, 2012 at 10:15 AM

    UGH, the guilt I wrestled with whilst laughing during all these misfortunes. I feel like this should have been a movie scene (the wasp, with the jammed door, and you altogether in the car, comedy genius). I think this just means a bunch of pure awesomeness is about to come streaming your way. BTW, I did learn something from this post-- I think I have irises in my front yard. I was actually going to ask you what they were but they look just like yours, except they have a lot more zebra stripeness going on.

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  12. Don't feel guilty, laugh away! And I'm not the best at plant identification (there are so many iris varieties) but I'd be happy to look at it. Irises are tough, so if you like them you can move them around the yard and they'll be no worse for the wear.

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  13. Everybody loves a pity party (cake & liquor? where do I sign up?) Sorry for your troubles, but thanks for the laughs (the Ellen of the gardening world?)...and nice that you ended on the up-beat.

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  14. ::whispers:: *The liquor is coming from inside the cake! *

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