Manic Monday

Well Monday was quite a day; PED days always are, aren’t they? I guess I should have taken a hint from the weekend, which was one lecture after another as the boys were manic and very cavalier in their ability to listen to M&D.

After Sherry went to work I discovered that my 11 year old had broken his $350 glasses. I had a funeral and so was rushing around getting everything prepared, by 10 I had to be over at the church to receive the body. I contemplated bringing my laptop to a parishioners home and working on the vestry report before the service, but I thought it best to come back home. I left the boys with very clear instructions.

Everything went well and I returned home, from the 12 km ride, by skidoo. Before I returned to the have the actual funeral, I noticed my notebook out of place on the bed and thought that strange; I made the obligatory accusation, knowing my boys, but they swore they hadn’t touched it. It seemed off so I just ran off; I was fooling with it that morning so just let it be and trusted their answers.

After the burial I returned to the church to get my “machine.” I asked if I could go up a certain hill with it, and got “no problem, bye.” So I went… and got stuck halfway on a 45-60 degree hill. I had to gun it over an embankment three feet high on to a blind cornered road. The skidoo left me and ran over my ankle… not broke but scraped up… hurts even today!

I arrived home, not worse for ware, and saw Sherry with a “look.” A look I had seen before… not good news was to come. Did my baby sitters fail me? Who was hurt? What could it be? Well my oldest boy decided to play games on my laptop on the bed for 5 hours and burnt out the CPU and Motherboard. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Cost: $1500.

After tears, mine, not theirs… unfortunately… and great disappointment, I got prepared for church that night. The night was bright and no wind, so the drive would be good, but my mood was not. I asked Sherry to come with me as I was so shaken that I needed my best friend. We got into the van and poof, no instruments on the panel. This had been a ongoing problem that seemed to have been solved but that night it wouldn’t work. Also the back lighting, which had worked in the past, wasn’t that bright (I think I have a ground problem). After taking it about 10 meters I just knew that I was in no shape to drive a car 120 km with no instruments: dumb dumb dumb. So we piled into the car, we knew we had some generator go on it but it had been working… not tonight! It too died and was unsafe to drive. I called my warden with only 45 mins before service (it takes 45 to get there) sad and shaken and utterly spent.

Total cost of the day $2500

Look on my face by the end of it… “priceless”

“Blessed are the poor….”