I couldn't find the remote to the TV so I resorted to the buttons on the side of the TV. Switched input to HDMI 1. No cigar. HDMI 2. Same. A couple more. Nothing. HDMI 3. Bingo. I marched into the living room and told him I'd fixed it. Of course, he had to come see it for himself. No positive response along the lines of, "Thank you", "You're a smart girl", "Wow, you can do anything!" You get the idea. Nothing's ever good enough for him.
I decided to head to my favorite discount store to buy some pots for the big ferns on the front porch. They've blown over a thousand times. Sheila (housekeeper) was here. I backed out, being careful not to hit her car. I didn't. I did, however, hit my house. I heard a big crunching sound. Put the car into first gear and pulled forward. More crunching. I got out of the car and walked around. Big dent in fender plus lots of scrapes. The good news is that I didn't break a tail light and I think I can still open the gas cap. This makes my fourth accident in seven months. I rear-ended a car at a red light while mother was in the hospital. I hydroplaned and hit a street sign. I backed into a beamer in the Laurelwood parking lot. Now this. A thousand bucks a pop. I paid the rear-end one out of my pocket. I think I'll have to do it for this one, too. Or I won't be able to afford my insurance.
I came back in the house and told Sheila I wasn't leaving. Back to my office. Good cry.
Now I'm just waiting for The D to ask me what happened. He's out planting begonias now. It's 11:11 so it's time to start on his lunch.
I suppose I should go scrounge around for something. And think of ways to improve my Karma.
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