The Queen's Rambles

Good: It was a horrible, rainy day. I stupidly forgot my wallet in the car. I had a cart full of stuff and two kids. What the hell was I going to do? I looked around Target, just wishing to see someone I knew who would be willing to watch the kids for 30 seconds while I ran to the car.

Person 1: A stay-at-home dad that I see at the gym every day. I know his name, but I’ve never talked to him. Does he know me? Would he stay with my kids? I’m not willing to ask.

Person 2: In walked a woman from my old moms group. I haven’t seen her in two-plus years. I always really liked her and was sad when things fell apart because of my stupid blog. She approached me. She was friendly. I bit the bullet and asked her to watch them, so she did. My life was made a lot better by random kindness!

Later, I saw three other people I knew. I suppose that’s Target in a small town.

Bad: Plumbing problems, how I loathe them. Our water has been doing a wobbly thing while we shower. It is hot, then it is cold, then it is hot, then it is warm, then it is cold. It’s a major PITA and seems to be getting worse. It started when my mom was here so we knew it was a new thing, not just a random bad thing about the house.

We have a home warranty, so we got someone out here and he treated me like I was the dumbest broad on the block planet. The cold water must just be turning itself on and off and I don’t know it. Or we’re taking back to back showers and the hot water is running out (Mike showers at 6 am, I shower around 10 am if I’m lucky). He did nothing but collect my co-pay.

Last night I opened up the water heater closet because I felt a wet spot on the carpet. It’s damp and there’s a water stain running up the wall. Mike said he checked two days ago and that wasn’t there, so obviously something is wrong.

There’s sending a different plumber out tomorrow. Yet another day that I am trapped at home when I have a ton of stuff I need to be doing.

Good: The chiropractor rocks! Or cracks. . .

I am not really a believer in chiropractor-y-ness, mainly because I used to hear my mom and grandma say they’d break off your calcium deposits and ruin your back. Uhhhhh. Yeah. I have no idea what that really means either, but when you grow up hearing something you internalize it.

My back has gotten so bad that I had to do something, so I bit the bullet and called. The man was amazing! I am not healed yet, but I am already on the path to recovery. He also did something to my pelvis, which made my leg “grow” 1/2″ and be normal. For years I’ve been dragging my leg around in an odd manner, but now it is fixed! But it is really awkward to suddenly have a “longer” leg! But it is fixed! This can only be for the good, right?

But now my back is starting to flare up, so I better end this. I’m looking forward to my adjustment later this afternoon. I hope it once again begins with a 20 minute massage and pain reducing electrodes. Heaven!