Do you ever get the feeling that it just isn't your day? That "someone up there" doesn't like you? I've been feeling that way lately.
It all started with the rain. You all know about the rain, Mooloolah is, after all, the rain capital of Australia. Our creek flooded with my cow, Buttercup on the wrong side. Not only the wrong side of the creek, but the wrong side of the fence as well. While doing repairs to an inaccessible paddock across a flooded creek while clinging to slippery clay banks handling sparkling new and sharp barb wire, I had plenty of time to consider why I had a cow in the first place. I can't remember.
Then my washing machine died. Not being able to spin the cloths didn't matter - it never lets up raining for long enough to get them dry anyway.
Then the front end of the car went. Wobbling all over the road at 40 k an hour to get home, hoping I wasn't going to be pulled over for drunk driving, I had more time to consider life, the universe and just why I have a cow anyway.
Then the gas ran out - in the middle of a shower of course - and with no dry towel in sight anyway. But that's not all.... You probably noticed that the electricity went off the other night - right on dinner time. I went out and looked up and down the street, no lights. Either everyone was out or it wasn't just me. That thought cheered me up slightly. I phoned the "emergency loss of supply" number and a recorded message told me that it could tell where I was ringing from, and that there was no known reason why there was no power on there. I was immensely cheered by this - I was actually going to be the first person to let them know something! So I waited on hold, and waited and waited, and got disconnected. I phoned them back - this was, after all, an emergency (we wanted our dinner). I got to listen to the whole message again, which gave me time to consider the weather, the washing that wasn't being done and just why I have a cow anyway.
Suddenly another voice came on the phone. I took a breath to speak before I realised that it was just another recording. This one told me that, due to a sudden congestion in the phone line, it would be preferable if I were to FAX the problem to them. FAX it???? If I had electricity to FAX it to them I wouldn't have to!
Finally, after what seemed like hours of waiting, I got to talk to a real live, and very annoyed, person. "Yes, we know about Mooloolah not having power. It's normal load sharing. We expect it to be back on about 8pm." click. She had hung up on me! Two hours without power - were they serious? But it was DINNER TIME! How could they do this to me!!!!
Sitting in the dark I had plenty of time to consider that I needed to lose weight anyway, that if I just hung the dirty clothing on the line they would get washed in the rain. The cow, however, is still on my mind. Anyone want to buy a cow? Phone me on 5494 7922.
Eliza