For Pete's Sake

Such a week this week has been!

I get my waterpump and most of the front end of my engine replaced - consuming all of my savings - and the darn car blows a head the very next morning!

Whom could believe this type of "luck"!?!?!?!  My sister must be right, grandfather offended the gods of transportation.  Probably cursing at the very first Daimler to drive through Basle-Stadt!

So I called my son in-law and told him I will not be able to pickup his daughter for a few months.  Then my mother, same, except I will try to borrow a car so I can get her to the grocery store, etc.

Got the bad news from the autoshop, bought three gallons of oil, filed up the car and drove down to grand-daughter's school and picked her up and then headed to the store for dinner items.  Then I remembered that I had a foot doctor appointment!  All the while keeping the car full of oil, which was leaking like a shower!

And the news from the foot doctor was not good, big toe nail has to go - again!  Really?  So, the doctor took the nail, again - the fifth time since I shattered the toe by walking into a bookcase.  Poor toe.  The other departed big toe had gotten crushed the year before.  Of course, I had to chuckle when I saw that I had not mentioned the compound fractures to my foot when I dropped that darn stone!  Well 184 pounds was about what I weighed back then, so it was a good lift and spectacular drop ...

Sorry, I digressed.

So, back home grand-daughter is playing and suddenly, out of nowhere, BLAM! the shot for pain the doctor had given me, wore off!  And then GD stepped on my big toe!  I honestly thought I was going to slip away into blissful unconsciousness!  It took three codeines to get me to when her father arriving to pick her up!  Yeah, she felt rather bad about my squeal from that one,.

Of course, her mother had the unerring ability to do the exact same thing, every time I got injured!  Did not matter the nature of the injury, First Daughter always was able to instill more pain just by being around you!  It must be a gift!

So, Kris was in bed by 8:00 last night - floating on a sea of codeine.
I predict a very quiet day!
Which is just fine since I am toying with Monday's post idea ...