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I am offering many thanks to all & whichever relevant powers-that-be for having all these frustrations in series rather than on top of one another, but it has gotten to the point that I am kinda wondering what problem is going to arise next.
Since the last whiny post:
Yesterday I finally came down with the stomach bug Torben had (I had been boggling that I had escaped given how much of his drool I must ingest). Fortunately, despite a slightly queasy stomach, I was only inflicted with the...er... tail end of the problem.
More eventfully, on Wednesday I got rear-ended on the way from dropping Torben off at day-care. I am fine and the gent's car is also relatively unscathed. The other car? Not so much: Front end was crunched and both airbags went off. As the person who was rear ended I am not at fault but I feel some guilt that my deciding to stop at a crosswalk to let a cyclist cross resulted in a much shittier situation for the person who rear-ended me: loss of a vehicle that is likely a requirement for managing work/family needs (the car was long enough in the tooth that insurance payments probably won't cover a replacement, and those insurance rates are likely to go up). By comparison, my day: No-one minded my being late for work (ok, ok, as usual) and my boss and I decided that our weekly one on one should be over cocktails since the conference rooms were all booked.
Yesterday I finally came down with the stomach bug Torben had (I had been boggling that I had escaped given how much of his drool I must ingest). Fortunately, despite a slightly queasy stomach, I was only inflicted with the...er... tail end of the problem.
Since the last whiny post:
Yesterday I finally came down with the stomach bug Torben had (I had been boggling that I had escaped given how much of his drool I must ingest). Fortunately, despite a slightly queasy stomach, I was only inflicted with the...er... tail end of the problem.
More eventfully, on Wednesday I got rear-ended on the way from dropping Torben off at day-care. I am fine and the gent's car is also relatively unscathed. The other car? Not so much: Front end was crunched and both airbags went off. As the person who was rear ended I am not at fault but I feel some guilt that my deciding to stop at a crosswalk to let a cyclist cross resulted in a much shittier situation for the person who rear-ended me: loss of a vehicle that is likely a requirement for managing work/family needs (the car was long enough in the tooth that insurance payments probably won't cover a replacement, and those insurance rates are likely to go up). By comparison, my day: No-one minded my being late for work (ok, ok, as usual) and my boss and I decided that our weekly one on one should be over cocktails since the conference rooms were all booked.
Yesterday I finally came down with the stomach bug Torben had (I had been boggling that I had escaped given how much of his drool I must ingest). Fortunately, despite a slightly queasy stomach, I was only inflicted with the...er... tail end of the problem.