It Figures

Well, Internet, it always happens. Hubby goes away on a trip and the house cannot hold itself together. It was nothing horrible and Earth shaking, just miserable and annoying. Yesterday the ice maker died. I'm not sure why - I stuck my head in and pawed around to see if it was jammed (that has happened) and it wasn't. It's been making some really argumentative noises for a week now and I think it just gave up the active protest and refused to work at all. This is sucky because I'm on a huge iced tea kick, which involves large quantities of ice to make (hence the "ice" part of the name). So for now I'll leave the empty iced tea container in the fridge (that used to get me into trouble back at the parent's house - sorry, Dad!). And, speaking of what's in a fridge, I found this interesting web site while trying to do lesson plans yesterday (in case you didn't guess, I wasn't ver successful with the whole lesson plan thing). So, the ice maker is protesting. And the phone died. Not just any death, but a sudden, silent death. I came home today to find the phone acting like it was unplugged. It wasn't. So it was off, having not heard even one call that might have come in today. Internet, let me remind you that we are trying to sell our house. That is important and requires the availability of a phone. Also, I have been waiting for WEEKS for a call from the school I worked for last year because they have a job to offer me. According to the principal, I was supposed to receive the official offer soon. TODAY, actually. The day my phone died. After messing around with it for a while, unplugging and plugging it in, moving it to a new plug, making the appropriate cajoling noises to get it to comply, I finally - FINALLY - got it to work. But it still did not record any messages. Fortunately for me I have voice mail (which I normally despise) which saved the day. There was the call! The only call all day! And it was saved with a return phone number! Unfortunately for me, the 20 minutes it took me to figure out the phone also caused it to be past time when I could call them back today. Phooey. And for a grand finale, the pumpkins we had waiting for Halloween rotted all over the floor. As if they just couldn't hold themselves together for a minute past the time Hubby left the house and country. Practically melted on the spot. Not only is that smelly, but it is mushy and of great interest to two little girls who are not very supervised while Mama is messing with a phone. Let's just say YUCK, and what a nice bath was had by those little girls. I can only imagine what tomorrow brings.