Monday, June 27, 2011

Three Strikes, You're Out

I haven't posted much for a number of reasons. Some of which I'll get into here. Some of which I don't know how to get into.

I know I need to do a book review and giveaway; that really ought to be my next post. I've been tied up with family stuff lately and that's meant that the book review was put on the backburner. My apologies.

I'm frustrated at circumstances. And I don't know how to fix the problems that seem to be coming at me from every side right now. I don't know if they can be fixed. I'd usually write about that somewhere, like... oh... this blog. But for these issues, this is not the place. Too many of my friends and family read this (as it is an infertility blog after all, and heavens knows, we are still infertile.) But I need to get out the frustration somewhere and for me, writing is a really good way to do that However, as I tell my stepdaughter, "If you write something on the Internet, you need to imagine that it's on a 50 ft billboard in the middle of your school parking lot." And it's there for a LONG time to come. Like, forever. So no, this isn't the place to do it.

I'm angry most days. I'm trying not to be, but it's hard right now. I'm not angry at Petite. No, heavens no. That's not it at all. But I am angry. And I don't want my sweet little girl to think that her mommy is angry at her or angry all the time. That isn't fair. It's GOT to change. I'm trying to make it change... with a little help.

A few months ago, our van broke down. We had to find another vehicle and we did, although we thought (at the time) that it would just be temporary so we got something to 'make do' for a year or two. Looks like it'll be with us for a lot longer than that. *sigh*

Then the dishwasher broke down... three months out of warrantry. Nice. A service call from the large appliance repair section of an international retailer would cost over $100... and that's not even to FIX anything. We opted to wash dishes by hand, and consult with a local appliance repair company. They came, and for $60 told us that our one-year old dishwasher needs a new motor. Good Lord... you're kidding right?

Then, this past weekend, our dryer finally gave up the ghost. It's been sounding off for awhile now; I suspected the drive belt was seizing or was too brittle or something. Nope. It ain't the drive belt. Looks like it's the motor. *sigh* Now, as I posted on Facebook, I can make do with no dishwasher and do dishes by hand indefinitely. However, a clothes dryer is more crucial in Canada, given our weather. I called that ol' reliable international retailer's service department; guess what? To have a service or repair call for TWO appliances you need to pay TWO charges! How lovely. So even to come for an hour to diagnose the problem, if you have two appliances to repair, you'll pay them for two hours... or about $240. Mind you, the repair guy would have been at the house anyway for one appliance but apparently that doesn't apply. And then the phone call with this company was, ahem, conveniently disconnected. Nice. (I'm sure you can hear the sarcasm.)

Needless to say, I'm looking for a general handyman or electrician who can do some work on appliances. Ugh.

So that's the car, the dishwasher and the dryer. Bad things happen in threes right? Please universe, dear Lord, tell me that I'm done.

I've gotta be done.

NOTE: My apologies for not posting a photo last Friday; Petite's daycare was closed for the day so I was on Mommy duty all day long and didn't find much time.

**Edited to add: I grinned for a moment at Reproductive Jeans' Random Fact Friday for last week. She mentions carladderphobia. I have a bit of that. I also have RVbikerackphobia. Here's an example:

That stems from an incident in Montreal one time when an RV in the lane next to us on the highway lost three bikes off the back-mounted rack and they scattered all over the road. God knows the damage it did to the chassis of the vehicles next to and behind us; I called 911 to report it ASAP but it was too late. I don't know if anyone was injured but I do know it scared the life out of me to watch those bikes fall and wreak total havoc. Not fun.

1 comment:

Pam said...

That totally sucks about the dryer (and dishwasher). We had something similar happen a couple of years ago with our washer, then the dryer and then the fridge. However, luckily we rent, so the landlord had to take care of repairs. We did call in a guy, here, called The Appliance Doctor (or maybe The Appliance Guy) who was a local guy who did repairs on most appliances. Perhaps google for someone similar and then get some references? These guys often will waive their initial visit if you do the repair.

As for the ladder phobia....I was driving to work one morning and had a ladder fly off the van in front of me. Luckily I was able to swerve and avoid it, but if the highway had had more traffic, it would have hit me. Very scary.

Hope things get better for you guys.

from both of us.