What Now?

This week I have vented about all the bad things that happened to me last week. I have asked the question "why me?" "Why did a bird have to fly into my head?" or "Out of all the cars on the block why was mine the only one to get broken into?"

Sometimes you just need to feel sorry for yourself. Then there comes a point when you stop asking "why me?" and start asking "what now?" It's been a week since all those things happened and almost all of it has already been dealt with.

My husband removed the planet sized bushes from the front of our house, so we should not be getting into any more brawls with the birds. I have another pair of sunglasses so I don’t miss those cheap ones that were broken on Tuesday. Z has new glasses which were covered under the warranty. I have a new ipod which was also covered under warranty. My car window has been replaced. It makes me realize how dirty my other ones are. One time I thought maybe the window was rolled down, but then I remembered that it is a new window and that windows are supposed to be clear.

Unfortunately insurance didn't help one bit with any of the robbery, we were just shy of the deductible which is on a case by case basis. My current plan is to replace the stolen GPS and camera as soon as I can afford it. I have other cameras, but I loved the GPS that I affectionately called Nyobi. Here is a quote from a blog post that I wrote back in November
"GPS has changed my life and my marriage. Thank you Nyobi, thank you."

Sometimes you don't know what you've got until it's gone, and other times you know what you've got and then it's gone, and it still hurts. So what do I do now?

I have been trying to get around with google map print outs and it hasn't been going so well. Yesterday I ended up in a field out in the country. Luckily there was someone out there and I asked where I was? She said that this field used to be a road and I should be able to drive right through although there is a ditch, but she thought I could clear it with my vehicle and said the tractors manage just fine.

So I did, it was quite an adventure. I even got out to take this picture. When I made it to my destination I asked, "how do I get out of here, because I've been driving off road" The man looked at me like I was one crazy lady. What can I say? I am just trying to roll with the punches.

Why Me? Friday

I wasn't having the best week ever, besides the little piddley things that I have mentioned on this blog I had a lot on my mind. When Friday came I was determined to put it all aside and have a restful weekend. I slept soundly that night. The next day my husband had already left for work and I went out to my car to get a few things. I unlocked the driver’s side door and opened it to find broken glass all over the passenger seat. I looked up and saw that the window was busted out, I then looked over, and noticed that my GPS was gone. I immediately panicked and ran next door. Our neighbor is someone that has always been there for us and calls herself the mayor of the block. When she opened the door she was on the phone. I stood there trembling, with a look of terror on my face, eyes full of tears, and my son in my arms. “I gotta go” she said into the receiver as she abruptly hung up. All I could do was point to the evidence of the crime scene in my driveway.

She helped to calm me down so that I could call 911. The police came out to file a report. They were very helpful and thorough. They had a lot of questions, but I was in such shock I couldn't even think straight. It was hard to believe that this was happening on my street, which is always so peaceful and safe. They had me get the box that the GPS came in and they were able to get the UPC code off of it so that if it were pawned it would show up in the system as a stolen item. I was also able to tell them about the mysterious man that had shown up at my door asking for money days earlier. They said that he cannot be directly linked as a suspect, however if he comes back I can call the police station and they can come out under the grounds of soliciting without a permit.

I have been flooded with all kinds of emotions since the break in. What could I have done different? How am going to recover from this? What if something else happens? Why me?

In the end it was a GPS and a digital camera that were stolen, but my ipod which would normally be in my car was in the house so that we could get it repaired, so that’s at least one less thing to replace. More importantly my family is okay and despite all the feelings of fear, sadness, and anger I know that we will get through this.

Thursday: Why Me

Let’s see, so far this week I had a bird fly into my face, a pair broken sun glasses, a broken pair of very expensive eye glasses, and what could happen next? Oh, a broken 80 GB video ipod.

I got the ipod as a birthday gift from my husband last year. I am not going to lie, I did drop it once, and Z may have had his hands on it a time or two, and yes it may have been thrown across an air plane and slid down the aisle the last time we were on a flight, but it has survived all of that, until last Thursday.

I don’t know why it decided to stop working on this particular day, but it did, and it was really discouraging. In the end though, it was a good thing that it broke on that day and tomorrow you will find out why.

To Be Continued…

Why Me? Wednesday

This week I am having my own personal pity party and everyone is invited. I wrote about my sons new glasses a few weeks ago. We dropped over three hundred bucks on these miniature frames, but we knew it would be worth it because they were supposed to be indestructible. The optometrist said they had only had one person ever need a repair.

Z does really well with the glasses. Everyone asks us how we get him to keep them on, but he does it voluntarily. The only time he takes them off is when he gets angry. He was in the church nursery on last Wednesday night and he kept trying to knock over the blocks that another child had been building with. They started to get really frustrated with each other and eventually things got physical. Z took off his glasses and you could tell then that he meant business. You do not want to be around when Z takes off his glasses.

I stepped in to mediate and every one went home happy, that was until Z had to go in his car seat. We went through our normal routine of him protesting and arching his back while I strap him in and explain to him the importance of using safety restraints. Then I shut the door and that’s when it happened. I heard something as I shut the door and when I looked down I saw Z glasses which had been smashed in the car door lying in the church parking lot.

The next morning I call up the eye glass store, to become the 2nd customers that have had to replace these glasses. We made it almost a whole 3 weeks.

Look Back and Laugh: Why Me? Tuesday

I can only blame myself for this next story in my series of unfortunate events.

I was pretty exhausted and feeling a little brain dead after having just gone grocery shopping with my one year old (need I say more?). When we leave the store I throw on my sunglasses and head home. I felt like one lens was really dirty, but I was driving so I didn’t want take my hands off of the wheel to fix it. As we pull up to the house my husband was doing yard work and I smile and wave. He starts motioning to me. I thought maybe he wanted me to park somewhere else so I rolled down the window and he says “your glasses” and points to his eyes. I then looked in the mirror to see that I had been driving around with one lens missing. It was the most ridiculous sight I have ever seen. My son had thrown my glasses on the floor in the grocery store and one of the lens busted out, but I just popped it back in and thought they were fixed, but apparently I was wrong. I can’t believe I did that, but at least we all got a good laugh out of it even if it was at my expense.

Why Me? Monday

I had the worst week last week and I should have seen it coming? What I mean is that I should have seen the bird that was flying toward my face when I started loading up my car on Monday.

It all happened so quickly there was no way to avoid it. I walked out the door and right in front of our house are two gigantic 9 foot tall bushes and I guess the birds consider this to be their territory. There I am minding my own business when out of nowhere I am smacked in the face and all I see are feathers flapping and I begin screaming because I am so unguarded. I just barely caught a glimpse of the perpetrator before it flew out of sight, but it looked a lot like a mockingbird. Well, it certainly succeeded in making a mockery out of me! My face stung a little afterward, but I was fine.
I have never had anything like that happen before. I really wanted to believe that it was all just a mistake, that we just happened to bump into each other, but I've seen of few of those birds hanging out in my yard since then and I don't like the way they look at me. I think it must have been a deliberate attack!

It has definitely made me more cautious. Note to anyone reading this, I don't want to be superstitious, but if you ever have a bird fly into your head it could be a bad sign of things to come. At least for me it was.

To be continued...

One of "those" weeks

Have you ever had one of those weeks where it was just one thing after another? The kind of week that is too intense and complicated to say what is really going on so you just describe it with vague phrases like, “one of those weeks”, or “one thing after another”.

That is how this past week was for me. Some of it was no big deal at all, but as each day passed it just got progressively worse. If you don’t mind I am going to spend this week venting about it. Some of the stuff that happened to me is quite funny and some is heavy, but either way I will try to resist the urge to turn this into a grumblelog (a word I made up that stands for grumble blog). In contrast to that I am hoping things go better for me this week, and I hope all of you have an awesome week too, if not you can feel free to vent to me about it.