Some days....!

First of all, let me apolgize for the length of this post, but I tried not to leave out any details. You know we all have those days when things just don't go great..... well I've had plenty of those days myself, but there comes a point when all you can do is just laugh because of the ridiculousness of how wrong things can go. Do you know what I mean? Here is a picture of my front window in my living room and the "never-ending-saga" of the broken window.

First of all let me tell you how it happened to be broken in the first place. My youngest daughter Haley, is an avid athlete. She throws, catches, bounces, runs, jumps, slides, pretty much any activity you can think of she does it. And most of the time, more than one of these at the same time.

The problem with this is; she likes to try to do these activities in the house! And, from the time she was able to throw a ball, her dad has taught her how to throw and "pitch" things even in the house. Supposedly being careful not to be near the furniture or pictures.

You see we have two very different theories about this. My upbringing says "you never throw things in the house"! That's what I was taught, and I think pretty much a "no brainer". However because we have a big open area in the house and it's climate controlled, to my husband it made perfect sense to practice in the house. Well, not to say "I told you so", but I DID! And here is what happens when you practice your pitching with a rock, in the house!

Now, that's only the beginning of this "SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS."  First of all it took me months to get someone to come out to the house, measure the window and replace the glass. The first 2 people I called just never showed up, and never called me back. Apparently the job wasn't big enough to be bothered with. Anyway, I finally found this company through a friend and the man came out, measured, ordered the glass and came to put it in. The KID he sent to do the job, didn't know what he was doing and ended up damaging the whole frame and cutting himself (getting 7 stitches). The young man was so upset, he left the new window sitting on the floor in my living room along with broken glass, and LEFT. The next day the owner came out, looked at the window and told me he owed me a new window, frame and all. He called the manufacturer and ordered a new one. This took another several weeks to get. Then he and another man came on one of the coldest days in February, took out the old window and then discovered they had sent the WRONG WINDOW! He then had to put the broken window BACK IN, and re-order the window. The next day he came out to take pictures to send to the manufacturer because they don't believe that it is the wrong window. 

So, now we wait again...... I'm telling you.... at this point it's just so ridiculous that I have to shake my head and chuckle. I'm not quite sure who's patience is being tested here; mine or the "window guy"!  And believe it or not, it's been months now that it has been broken. Don't you love the "white duck tape look" too? Classy! We are really bringing down the neighborhood. I'm surprised that my neighbors will even speak to me!

Well, hope you are all having a fabulous day! Weather men are predicting 3-6 more inches of snow for us tonight!  YEAH! I know that's what I want, more snow (she says with a hint of sarcasm)!

                         ****Thought for the day****
                         A little bit of "kid" humor:
A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin, age five, and Ryan, age three. The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake. Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson. "If Jesus were sitting here, He would say 'Let my brother have the first pancake; I can wait.' " Kevin turned to his younger brother and said, "Ryan, you be Jesus!"

Have a great day everyone! God Bless you,
Tammy

Comments

[Jane]

Tammy--I've lost 3 lamps to the same sort of "accidents", so I know how you feel.

[pam]

That sounds just like our kind of luck.Keep warm Tammy. Its in the 70's here today (she said gloating just a teeny weenie bit)