Okay, last couple of days have been just, UGH!
Tuesday, I get off work late by almost an hour (yes, I got paid for it, but I had stuff that needed to be done) and because I was an idiot I missed getting my late payment in to the phone company (which I'll get to in a minute). Get home, wife goes down to gym to walk on treadmill, I fix supper (just ground turkey manwich, but it was good) and she gets back home and we eat, just as finishing up we get a call from her father. He's been out of town for business and is on the way home, they've had a pipe burst under their kitchen sink sometime during the day and could we go over and give her mom a hand (not a problem, we like each other) but that blows up me studying for a lesson that I'm teaching on Wednesday evening. We go over and get everything cleaned up, about a 1/2 inch layer of water over a LARGE kitchen floor (about 200 square feet), but luckily nothing was damaged (other than pipe, WIN!). Get home, get a little studying done, go to bed.
Wednesday morning, internet off (yeah missing bill paying! ), shirt I was planning to wear to work didn't get dried and just general BLERG morning. Work all day, as I'm leaving work I can feel that something is wrong with the drivers side front wheel, pull back into parking lot, find a backing to one of those clothing style security tags embedded in the tire (those things have about a 2 inch long nail in them, stupid thieves), can't get it out of the tire because my pliers aren't in the car, decide it's okay to drive the mile or so home on it. Get home, rest for a few minutes, study a little more, get ready to leave to go to church and head out to car, where I notice that the tire is getting a little low (slow leak from the nail thing) so head over to get it patched at Wally World, (also short drive) where I discover that I have tire problems worse than I thought, there is steel thread coming out of the inside rim of the wheel, so tire must be replaced... except that they don't have the size needed to do this. So back into the car, and over to a tire place near that store (also short drive) and call to let everyone know that I will be late for the lesson that I'm supposed to teach ( I hate failing on a commitment that I make, but.... ), at other tire place, they are five minutes from closing, but no other customers are there. They have a tire (it's an odd, but becoming more used, size) and get it changed out for me. WIN! Get to church late, find out that our time have been drastically shortened since our choir is going out to a local home for mentally challenged (but they do some love to enjoy themselves and live their life) to sing carols and a couple of other songs for them.
Oh, obviously I got the bill paid for the internet.
Thanks for putting up with me on this, I feel better now.