Murphy's Law

Sometimes you cannot win for losing. There are days when the whole universe comes after you and there is just nothing at all to be done about it.

We've had a stretch of not quite 24 hours that feels kind of that way. Keep in mind as you read this pitiful tale, that it is property tax time. We owe a bundle to the local county. It is a monetary headache that occurs once every 6 months. But we figured we had everything covered once His paycheck made it to the bank at midnight Tuesday. Of course, figuring you've got it under any sort of control is just asking to be smacked up alongside the head.

It all started Monday night when, upon leaving His evening meeting, Master climbed into His car to head home, only to discover that the blower for the air conditioning system would not blow. At all. He fiddled with all the buttons, dials, and combinations of settings -- to no avail. This is a monster inconvenience, but not a huge crisis, because our just barely one year old KIA Rio's have great warranties. So, we made plans to get up early and take it to the dealership to get the problem fixed. So far, so good.

Then, just after dinner, T and I were discussing what we could defrost for dinner Tuesday. We all decided that barbecued chicken would be good, so she went off to pull some chicken breasts out of her freezer. It wasn't long before she was back to report that her refrigerator was NOT refrigerating -- that everything in the freezer was completely thawed. Clearly, this was a situtation that had been working its way up to a crisis for awhile. My refrigerator "croaked" about 15 months ago, and we'd had them both serviced at that time, but hers was undeniably dead last night. That set off the dreaded scramble to retrieve the receipts for the previous repair/service work on the refrigerators, and a quick Internet search to determine what it would cost us to replace the darned thing. Hint: it isn't going to happen! We found the number for the refrigerator repair guy and called him -- set an appointment for 1:00 Tuesday afternoon. A mere $600.oo later, we once again had two working refrigerators and life seemed better.

Deciding that we seemed to be in a "cooling equipment phase," Himself decided to call the company that services our home heating and air conditioning units, and get them out to do a maintenance check. Phone call made, and guess what? The service contract expired on Sunday. Sunday for pete's sake! Renewing said contracts will cost us $195.oo for each condo. Sigh.

Have I mentioned that I studied demolitions and explosives, once a very long time ago in ROTC classes? I can feel it all coming back to me -- clear as day!

swan