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July 03, 2006

You wish you were me, don't you?

The last week has been nothing if not proof of Murphy's Law.

Actually, if you count the disaster that was Lauren's flight to Detroit that got her in 7 hours later than it should have and had her sitting on the plane on the tarmac for four hours and the not-quite-disaster of her flight back, it's been longer than a week, but let's not count that.

I refuse to tell the entire story of our week again, but I'm happy to summarize.

Monday our movers were supposed to come, but instead we got into a big fight with the stupidest man I've ever spoken to at our moving company, were almost charged $400 extra, scrambled to get a cashiers check for the money that we were told we HAD to pay the movers upon arrival, and had to reschedule the movers for the next day.

Tuesday the movers showed up having done the thing that costs the extra $400 and then didn't even know how much we were supposed to pay and didn't take the check.

Wednesday we went on a giant shopping spree at Ikea and got some of the wrong things, so Thursday, Lauren had to go back twice more. She also went to the hardware store and explained our situation to someone and asked which hardware to get, but was told the wrong answer. At the same time, facilities came to check out our apartment because there appeared to be a leak below the apartment. Thursday night, I completely botched the job that needed to be done with that hardware, so Lauren called my dad to see if he had the necessary tools and then drove over to the house to get them only to find out he didn't. That was also the day my cramps and major PMS started.

Friday our bathroom flooded due to some shower-related stupidity before we could shower and, separately, facilities came back and turned off the water to our bathroom sink. My dad came and helped us with our hardware problems, but then we discovered we needed to return yet another thing to Ikea. Then we found out that we hadn't been paying good attention to which bank we were using for our purchases and had racked up 8+ overdraft fees in less than 24 hours. We talked to the bank on the phone and were told they could do nothing, but it might help to go in in person. We did so, and were told they could probably remove some of them, but we'd have to come back Monday after the rest of the charges went through. In the meantime, we had to take all our money from our other bank accounts and deposit it in that one to avoid any further charges, thereby rendering ourselves broke for the weekend while 1) the bank stuff was cleared up, 2) another big chunk of money sat in a cashiers check the movers never took, and 3) the transfer of funds from our savings to our checking took place.

That meant that all weekend, we sat around feeling grumpy that we couldn't finish doing the shopping we needed to do for our new apartment because we had no money available even though we really had several thousand dollars available.

And today, facilities is back to check on the sink and it sounds like they're going to tear up our living room wall to replace a pipe; Lauren is at her first day of work; we have to find time to get to our bank to finish dealing with the charges; and we still have a bunch of errands to run after Wednesday, when all our money is freed up.

And that was the short version.

Posted to Miscellaneous at July 3, 2006 11:42 AM

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