The Altercation…
As usual with 5 kids I’m crazy busy, always running this way and that. The major reason I don’t blog as much. I am usually running a couple minutes behind, this day was no exception. I had a million things to do and a million things running through my mind. I rushed Joshua, Mya and Luke out to the van cuz I was late picking up Brandon. I wanted to do a couple of errands before I had to pick up Laura school in 1/2 hour.
Everyone was in the van; I hit the garage door opener and checked the rear view mirror. The kids were yapping, the baby was crying and I was stressed. Light hit the rear view mirror and I hit the accelerator hard, I had to burn rubber to get to the preschool on time.
*SMASH* !?!?! Holy Cheese and Rice!?!? What the….
I pull the van forward and open the door… awwwww crapola! I hit the garage door yet again… this time it was bad. I forced the bottom 2 panels outside the garage door and the rest of the door was partially on and partially off the rails… Eek!
I tried to push the garage door opener again to see if it would open or close. Nothing. The bad part was that I couldn’t get my van out of the garage cuz it caught the top of the van and it was still too low to clear in my van.
I ran inside and called my friend Rachel to see if she could pick up Brandon from school. I called Laura’s school and told her to walk home. Then I called a friend who is a fix it guy to see if he could come over and fix the door before Ryan got home…. No such luck. He can’t come over till 7pm. Darn Alberta economy. It’s so hot that it has all the laborers working hard and late. Stupid economy.
So I ran out to the garage, told the kids to come in and I tried to pull on the door to see if I could somehow move it back inside at least. Nope. It was stuck and stuck well. I tried bracing my foot against the wall of the garage and pulling that way… nope. Didn’t work either. I tried pulling from different sides, I tried pushing from the outside… I began to wish that I was superwoman so I could have strength to just bend everything back so no one would be able to tell.
Neighbors driving by would give me an odd look and shake their heads. Nice. Like this hasn’t happened to them. Bite me! Dang neighbors. Sheesh!
My friend Rachel came by and began howling. Yep, I’ve got the best of friends. Laugh when I’m in a jam. Nice. Real nice. Well, I was able to laugh at myself, so I didn’t mind. She assessed the situation and she was able to tell me how I needed it to come back in. We pushed, pulled and were only able to push it out even more… not so good. I was beginning to think she didn’t know what she was talking about. I realized I needed muscle, but unfortunately all *strong* men are working at this hour. ARG!
Laura came home and she laughed as she came up the driveway.
“What did you do mom!?!” She said through spurts of laughter. “Dad’s not going to be happy! You’re in trouble!”
“Ya well, just remember missy, this could be you in a few years so go inside and laugh to yourself. Get outta here.” I retorted.
After fiddling with the door for a good hour and getting know where I bit the bullet and called Ryan to tell him of my predicament.
Ryan: hello
Joanne: Hi! Honey! (Very sweet and enthusiastic) so how’s it going at work? Are you having a good day? (I had to feel him out first)
Ryan: Yep, it’s really good!
Joanne: Great! So what time are you coming home today? (Wanted to see how long I had to try to fix this mess before he got home.)
Ryan: I don’t know, probably 5:30 or so depending on traffic.
Joanne: so remember yesterday on our date when you said you loved me and you’re glad you married me…. how I’m so much fun and you never know what to expect cuz I always surprise you and am full of energy?…..
*silence*
Ryan: *sigh* what did you do? (With a calm dread in his voice.)
Joanne: well, I had an incident with the van…… and the garage door.
Ryan: WHAT! What happened?
Joanne: well, I was in a rush and I thought the garage door was up all the way, but it wasn’t and I backed up and bump, boink, jabing…I had a jabing…The garage door didn’t fare to well.
Ryan: That’s going to cost us $2000.00!!!!! That door is $2000.00!!!
Joanne: sorry, I’m sorry, I tried to pull it back, but it won’t come back in.
Ryan: the garage door is outside?!? Did it fall down?
Joanne: just a little tiny bit of it, most of it is still in the track. I’ve called James to see if he can come over to fix it, but he can’t come till 7pm. He says he’s coming though. He got a good chuckle out of it when I call.
Ryan: *sigh* you are unbelievable! I’ve got to go. I’m mad and I need to calm down before I get home.
Joanne: I love you!
Ryan: *click*
Opsie. Well, at least he knows. Best to tell him while he’s at work, this way he can fume and stomp about so by the time he gets home he won’t be so pissed off. In the mean time maybe I can pull that door back in, I thought. After 2 more tugs on the door I gave up. Who am I kidding? I went back inside and began to make supper. At least when Ryan came home he have a yummy supper then he could get to fixing the door.
Why me?
When he came home, he just shook his head. “How is it that you didn’t see the door?” So I retold the story to him again. He just kept shaking his head. After dinner (which was very yummy btw) Ryan did fix the door. He was up till midnight fixing it. James came by and gave him some pointers, but Ryan fixed it all by himself. I’m so proud of him. Very impressed too. Usually he can’t do things like that, but he did it. There’s just a small indent where the top of my van hit the door. The van has a few scratches, but whatever, I think they add character. A new racing stripe. Ryan didn’t think that was funny. I did.
