The Sub Wife Life: I won't even ask..

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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

I won't even ask..

6:48 PM

I won't even ask what could happen next. I won't say "Things couldn't get any worse." Sure they could. Something else could always happen.

The past week has been strenuous with the "Plane's leaving at 0600!" "Oh wait, no it's not. Try again tomorrow." routine. It has been a hassle, but it's not a big deal. I can handle it.

Yesterday I lost my phone at Babies R Us. I really thought someone stole it because my car blue-tooth picked it up for a minute, so I called my Mom and told her to call me back repeatedly until I answered. She did, and I never heard it ring, then all of a sudden my blue-tooth didn't work anymore. So really, I thought someone had found it, pocketed it, and then turned the blue-tooth off, or moved out of range. Mom called BRU for me later in the night, and it hadn't been turned in. That sucked.

We went to Verizon to get it replaced with the insurance we had been assured was added to the phone. Turns out, the insurance had been placed on our spare line, which uses our spare phone, a 2008 Palm Treo. Why would we insure a 2008 phone? No idea, but that's sure what Verizon told us. Since they realized their mistake, they agreed to give me a new phone at a discounted price. It would only be $30 more than an insurance replacement, and it would be a new phone instead of a refurbished one. Fine. That sucks, but fine. Not anything I can't handle.

Then, today.

I was going to my good friend's house. I came to a yield sign, almost went, but there was a car, so I didn't go. The car behind me DID go. Right into my bumper.

For the record, the irony that this is the exact type of accident Honey caused on Mother's Day is not lost on me.

So my gorgeous, hot car has a boo-boo.

Thankfully, the guy who hit me has insurance. Yes, it could be worse. Yes, I am thankful that it is not worse. I also want to cry and drink a bottle of wine, possibly at the same time.

Oh, and it turns out, my phone was not stolen. Mom called this afternoon and said, "You're not going to believe this, but someone turned in your phone at BRU. They called and left a message to tell you that they have it." Awesome. I'm not telling Verizon. I'm just going to keep it, because I have a sinking feeling that something else will happen, considering I'm already on my 5th HTC in 3 months.

So yes, it could be worse.

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