When Life Hands You Lemons ... BLAH BLAH BLAH
First, on Friday, I got to deal with one busted out tire courtesy The Pothole o' Death, and HDH's broken down vehicle all in the same day, all on the same block.
Over the weekend, we got more snow on top of the other snow that hasn't gone away since, by all calculations, um .... middle of December sometime. I don't even remember. Round 1, Round 3, Round 5? It's all the same.
Today ... HDHusband goes to work. He has a bad day at work. But on that one glimmer of positive hope, his vehicle was ready to be picked up after work. We pick him up at work and drive him to the dealership. He gets out. He gets into his truck. He drives off. We go home.
About an hour later, HDH says, "Hey, have you seen my cell phone?". We look around. No cell phone. Not in my car. Not in his truck. I volunteer to drive back to the dealership to look for the phone.
When I get to dealership, I find this mangled, iced over used-to-be-my-husband's-phone ... phone. Looks like when he got out of my car, it fell off the clip and he ran that bitch right over. See evidence below (Note that subtle gesture to said company that makes some pretty flimsy belt clips):
HDHusband has composed an email to his office manager, asking him for a little help in finding a phone that will work for him and a belt clip that doesn't suck horribly bad. He said that everything he touches is breaking today.
He then added, "I'm afraid to go to the bathroom now".
And on that note ....
