It's pouring freezing rain on my head.....
Happy Holiday's!!!! I hope everyone is having a better holiday season then I am. I was doing great emotionally/mentally until mid Dec. rolled again. I then started getting rather depressed and not looking forward to the holidays at all. Over the past years I have come to seriously dislike the holidays. This year is no exception.
Wednesday night (22nd) we got hit with freezing rain just after we had gotten a ton of snow, so Thursday morning everything was basically frozen or complete slosh. I had to shovel my way out the drive so I could go to work and ended up getting my pants soaked. I didn't have time to change so I had to go to work with wet pants, but since I had my boots on it wasn't that big of a deal. That night I got a call from my brother, Shawn, saying they had no electric and wanted to know if I had talked to mom. So I called mom and told her that I was going to go to the book store to get Shawn's present and then I would come by to pick her up. She wanted me to go by my house first to make sure I had electric. Made sense at the time. I second guessed myself and decided to go straight home instead of stopping anywhere. When I got home I looked at the end of the drive and it looked like there hadn't been any more snow/ice piled up on it by the plow so I tried to pull in the drive. MISTAKE #1!!!
I got stuck - bad. I tried to rock the car out and it ended up sliding and smashed the drivers side against a snow bank and I was trapped in the car. Thankfully a very nice young man came along and shoveled around the door so I could get out of the car. I then shoveled the drive so I could move the car. I got back in the car and tried to move it again. It was moving a little so I kept trying to rock it out. The back end fishtailed and slammed me back against the snowbank. I was trapped again! So this time I called a tow truck to come pull me out. That took over 30 mins and cost me almost $50.00. I had electric so I took off to go pick up mom. When I got there I noticed that her drive and parking spaces had not been shoved/plowed so I didn't want to risk pulling into a space so - NOT THINKING - my dumb ass pulled down the hill to the back of the house. The passangers door of my car doesn't open so we were going to have to take her van back to my house. I went to get the van cleaned off and wormed up. I tried to unlock the door (turning the key left then back to normal) and it wouldn't unlock. I could hear the lock moving so I knew it wasn't frozen. I tried again and it wouldn't work, so I then tried to just turn the key to the left and left it there while trying to open the door. That worked so I turned the key back to take it out of the door -NOT THINKING- and got in to start it. When I got out to start cleaning it off, I shut the door, having forgotten all about the lock. When I went back to open the door, it was of course locked! Mom couldn't find the spare key so we had to call a lock-smith to come open it. It was going to take him 2-3 hours before he could come so I was going to take my car to go get us some dinner. It was already after 9 and we were both starving. I, of course, couldn't get my car up the hill so I was stuck. We ordered pizza to be delivered! *LOL*
While we were eating, around 10:20pm, the electric came back on - thankfully. The lock-smith didn't show up till almost 12:30am, and charged $132.00 - so by then I was exhausted and decided to just spend the night there. The lock-smith, Bob, made me feel a little better by telling me that I have an amazing voice and that he should call me anytime he needed soothed. He said I could probably talk him into doing just about anything with my voice. Nothing like getting flirted with by the lock-smith in the middle of the night. Anyway, he left and I went to bed.
The next morning (24th) I got up and went out to get the van moved so I could leave to go home and tend to Jessie and then go finish my xmas shopping. I went to back out of the parking spot and the van got stuck - really stuck. I tried rocking it and of course that didn't work. I called Shawn to see if I could borrow their car so I could get everything done. He came and picked me up and I went about my day. Took me 3 hours to go 5 places, 3 of which were basically right next door to each other. The traffic was atrocious! I made it back to moms and we wrapped presents quickly then went to my brothers for the evening. That was nice. My nephews loved their gifts! They made me the cutiest present. It is a wooden sign that says "Joy" on it and has a spiral wire to hang it by. They painted it themself and clued bells on strings to the bottom of each letter. It is so precious!! Shawn was going to let us borrow the car so we would have it the next day (mom and I had planned on going to the movies), but mom's neighbor lady had a fit because I had parked the car on their side of driveway earlier that night so we declined Shawn's offer.
Xmas day was very nice. Mom let me sleep in till 7 and then we exchanged gifts. I got an Ann Geddes calender, socks, an awesome crockpot, a sewing kit, a couple of cute snowmen, 2 books, a holiday Barbie, an awesome mp3 player, bed sheets, Friends dvds, and then most adorable Eeyore I have ever seen. His ears move as he sings songs. It is the best! I love Eeyore!!!! It was a very nice day. We had breakfast then just relaxed until time to fix dinner. We had ham, mashed potatoes, and peas. It was great. I had went and put some salt behind the van tires hoping it would melt enough of the ice so I could move it. That didn't work so I had no transportation. I called and asked if I could again borrow Shawn's car. He came and picked me up and I got the car and went back to moms.
I was overcome with sadness and broke down into tears. I did not want to leave moms at all. Everything inside of me told me not to leave there, but she said I couldn't leave the car parked on the other side of the drive because they could have it towed if they wanted to. She calmed me down a little and I got ready to leave. I had taken Jessie with me over there so she was excited to be going home. I was still pretty upset when we left but was calming down as I drove. I got to a stop light and stopped for the red light. I looked down at the radio for a brief moment and then next thing I knew, I was hitting the backend of the bright red Mustang sitting infront of me. The light had changed green and he had pulled forward, that much I know. He didn't have a turn signal on at first but then suddenly he did. I looked at his bumper and there was NO damage at all. I have no idea how I rolled into him. We pulled off the side of the road and he insisted on calling the police. He said that everything under the bumper would have to be replaced. BULL FUCKING SHIT!!!! There was NO damage to either vehicle. His wife got out and looked at the bumper and tried to talk him out of waiting for the cops but he insisted. I lost it. I tried to call mom but my cell phone was dead. The woman came back to the car and saw me crying and asked if I needed to call someone. I called mom and she tried calling Shawn. He wouldn't answer the phone. Jessie was o.k. thankfully, but I was a total wreck! (no pun intended) I sat there and cried for 20 mins till the cop showed up. He was very nice. When I went to give him my license and insurance card I broke down again because I only had the registration for Shawn's car and was scared I would get introuble for something. I had to give a statement and of course I got a ticket (which will probably cost me an arm + a leg), but he didn't say anything about my driving my brothers car, or not having insurance info for his car. I went home and broke down again. Mom was very nice when I called her back. She said I could call her in the middle of the night or in the morning if I needed to.
When I got up, I felt kinda sore but the hot shower helped. After I got to work I checked my email and found one from Shawn. He wanted to know what happened and why I hadn't tried to call him when it happened. I emailed him back and explained everything and kept apologizing. He told me to calm down/relax, and that Laurie had down the same thing 2 years in a row. He said that since there was no damage it wasn't a big deal and not to worry about it. I still feel really bad because I am hate the thought of them not trusting me anymore. I told him that too. Of course he didn't really reply to that comment. Oh-well, what can I do. I am feeling pretty sore in my neck and back now. ERG! Mom is suppose to be doing whatever she can to get the van unstuck so that I can use it tonight/tomorrow instead of Shawn's car. I truly hope that they get it unstuck.
I am an emotional mess right now. If this week slides by smoothly I will be very thankful to say the least! I just need to make it through New Years and my 29th birthday (on 1/8) and then hopefully I will be home free. I am hoping/praying that this year is better then the past two. I think as long as I keep up with therapy, it will go fairly well.
Wednesday night (22nd) we got hit with freezing rain just after we had gotten a ton of snow, so Thursday morning everything was basically frozen or complete slosh. I had to shovel my way out the drive so I could go to work and ended up getting my pants soaked. I didn't have time to change so I had to go to work with wet pants, but since I had my boots on it wasn't that big of a deal. That night I got a call from my brother, Shawn, saying they had no electric and wanted to know if I had talked to mom. So I called mom and told her that I was going to go to the book store to get Shawn's present and then I would come by to pick her up. She wanted me to go by my house first to make sure I had electric. Made sense at the time. I second guessed myself and decided to go straight home instead of stopping anywhere. When I got home I looked at the end of the drive and it looked like there hadn't been any more snow/ice piled up on it by the plow so I tried to pull in the drive. MISTAKE #1!!!
I got stuck - bad. I tried to rock the car out and it ended up sliding and smashed the drivers side against a snow bank and I was trapped in the car. Thankfully a very nice young man came along and shoveled around the door so I could get out of the car. I then shoveled the drive so I could move the car. I got back in the car and tried to move it again. It was moving a little so I kept trying to rock it out. The back end fishtailed and slammed me back against the snowbank. I was trapped again! So this time I called a tow truck to come pull me out. That took over 30 mins and cost me almost $50.00. I had electric so I took off to go pick up mom. When I got there I noticed that her drive and parking spaces had not been shoved/plowed so I didn't want to risk pulling into a space so - NOT THINKING - my dumb ass pulled down the hill to the back of the house. The passangers door of my car doesn't open so we were going to have to take her van back to my house. I went to get the van cleaned off and wormed up. I tried to unlock the door (turning the key left then back to normal) and it wouldn't unlock. I could hear the lock moving so I knew it wasn't frozen. I tried again and it wouldn't work, so I then tried to just turn the key to the left and left it there while trying to open the door. That worked so I turned the key back to take it out of the door -NOT THINKING- and got in to start it. When I got out to start cleaning it off, I shut the door, having forgotten all about the lock. When I went back to open the door, it was of course locked! Mom couldn't find the spare key so we had to call a lock-smith to come open it. It was going to take him 2-3 hours before he could come so I was going to take my car to go get us some dinner. It was already after 9 and we were both starving. I, of course, couldn't get my car up the hill so I was stuck. We ordered pizza to be delivered! *LOL*
While we were eating, around 10:20pm, the electric came back on - thankfully. The lock-smith didn't show up till almost 12:30am, and charged $132.00 - so by then I was exhausted and decided to just spend the night there. The lock-smith, Bob, made me feel a little better by telling me that I have an amazing voice and that he should call me anytime he needed soothed. He said I could probably talk him into doing just about anything with my voice. Nothing like getting flirted with by the lock-smith in the middle of the night. Anyway, he left and I went to bed.
The next morning (24th) I got up and went out to get the van moved so I could leave to go home and tend to Jessie and then go finish my xmas shopping. I went to back out of the parking spot and the van got stuck - really stuck. I tried rocking it and of course that didn't work. I called Shawn to see if I could borrow their car so I could get everything done. He came and picked me up and I went about my day. Took me 3 hours to go 5 places, 3 of which were basically right next door to each other. The traffic was atrocious! I made it back to moms and we wrapped presents quickly then went to my brothers for the evening. That was nice. My nephews loved their gifts! They made me the cutiest present. It is a wooden sign that says "Joy" on it and has a spiral wire to hang it by. They painted it themself and clued bells on strings to the bottom of each letter. It is so precious!! Shawn was going to let us borrow the car so we would have it the next day (mom and I had planned on going to the movies), but mom's neighbor lady had a fit because I had parked the car on their side of driveway earlier that night so we declined Shawn's offer.
Xmas day was very nice. Mom let me sleep in till 7 and then we exchanged gifts. I got an Ann Geddes calender, socks, an awesome crockpot, a sewing kit, a couple of cute snowmen, 2 books, a holiday Barbie, an awesome mp3 player, bed sheets, Friends dvds, and then most adorable Eeyore I have ever seen. His ears move as he sings songs. It is the best! I love Eeyore!!!! It was a very nice day. We had breakfast then just relaxed until time to fix dinner. We had ham, mashed potatoes, and peas. It was great. I had went and put some salt behind the van tires hoping it would melt enough of the ice so I could move it. That didn't work so I had no transportation. I called and asked if I could again borrow Shawn's car. He came and picked me up and I got the car and went back to moms.
I was overcome with sadness and broke down into tears. I did not want to leave moms at all. Everything inside of me told me not to leave there, but she said I couldn't leave the car parked on the other side of the drive because they could have it towed if they wanted to. She calmed me down a little and I got ready to leave. I had taken Jessie with me over there so she was excited to be going home. I was still pretty upset when we left but was calming down as I drove. I got to a stop light and stopped for the red light. I looked down at the radio for a brief moment and then next thing I knew, I was hitting the backend of the bright red Mustang sitting infront of me. The light had changed green and he had pulled forward, that much I know. He didn't have a turn signal on at first but then suddenly he did. I looked at his bumper and there was NO damage at all. I have no idea how I rolled into him. We pulled off the side of the road and he insisted on calling the police. He said that everything under the bumper would have to be replaced. BULL FUCKING SHIT!!!! There was NO damage to either vehicle. His wife got out and looked at the bumper and tried to talk him out of waiting for the cops but he insisted. I lost it. I tried to call mom but my cell phone was dead. The woman came back to the car and saw me crying and asked if I needed to call someone. I called mom and she tried calling Shawn. He wouldn't answer the phone. Jessie was o.k. thankfully, but I was a total wreck! (no pun intended) I sat there and cried for 20 mins till the cop showed up. He was very nice. When I went to give him my license and insurance card I broke down again because I only had the registration for Shawn's car and was scared I would get introuble for something. I had to give a statement and of course I got a ticket (which will probably cost me an arm + a leg), but he didn't say anything about my driving my brothers car, or not having insurance info for his car. I went home and broke down again. Mom was very nice when I called her back. She said I could call her in the middle of the night or in the morning if I needed to.
When I got up, I felt kinda sore but the hot shower helped. After I got to work I checked my email and found one from Shawn. He wanted to know what happened and why I hadn't tried to call him when it happened. I emailed him back and explained everything and kept apologizing. He told me to calm down/relax, and that Laurie had down the same thing 2 years in a row. He said that since there was no damage it wasn't a big deal and not to worry about it. I still feel really bad because I am hate the thought of them not trusting me anymore. I told him that too. Of course he didn't really reply to that comment. Oh-well, what can I do. I am feeling pretty sore in my neck and back now. ERG! Mom is suppose to be doing whatever she can to get the van unstuck so that I can use it tonight/tomorrow instead of Shawn's car. I truly hope that they get it unstuck.
I am an emotional mess right now. If this week slides by smoothly I will be very thankful to say the least! I just need to make it through New Years and my 29th birthday (on 1/8) and then hopefully I will be home free. I am hoping/praying that this year is better then the past two. I think as long as I keep up with therapy, it will go fairly well.