January 15, 2013 Leave a comment
I’m writing this as predominantly a whinging exercise whilst trying to defrost after walking back from taking my car to the garage and contemplating ringing up my phone insurance company – attempts at trying to fix two things that have failed on me in the last week.
Fortunately I don’t believe in karma, fate, bad luck or any of that nonsense or I’d be pretty convinced by now that I’d done something terribly wrong and was receiving due punishment. I just seem to be encountering a small series of unfortunate incidents which got me thinking how miserable January seems to be for most people. It’s cold, wet, dark, you’re forced back to work after enjoying a brief Christmas respite and most people seem to be complaining they need to lose x number of pounds after festive overindulgence. I don’t really get the overindulgence problem as I’d find it difficult to overindulge on anything. I can’t really cope with a great deal of rich food at once, my drinking over Christmas was pretty much zero as I had a lot of work to do and I developed a slight cold, which put me off food and drink anyway. I’ve only just made it through a cheese board I was given in mid-December (very nice, too) and Christmas present based confection is still floating around the house, which will probably last until the end of the month. I don’t appreciate the cold and dark though and Christmas seems to have left me with the inability to get to sleep before 4am every night, which is quite annoying. Despite the sleep deprivation, the cold, the dark, several deadline and the return to work I was getting on quite cheerfully. My car, on the other hand, gave in to January melancholia.
I’d thought a couple of weeks ago that it didn’t seem to be driving properly but I only use my car a couple of days a week and am a fairly terrified driver anyway, which sometimes makes me paranoid that the car is going to fall apart at any second. I put the perceived problem down to my over-active imagination and carried on – until a warning light appeared on the dash board and it started jerking about the place. I was fairly disheartened, as I’ve only had the car since Summer and I spent a lot getting it up to scratch when I got it (second hand) so a new problem to pay to fix is quite annoying, as it having to get the bus to work in the snow because you’re waiting to take the car to the garage. I deposited my car at the garage this morning, after liberating the windscreen wipers from several inches of iced over snow and causing my fingers a great deal of cold induced pain, before sliding my way home on the iced over pavements.
Over the weekend I had my second unfortunate incident. Prior to this I was feeling quite jovial as I’d submitted a case study I’d spent a lot of time working on and was feeling the sense of heady freedom that comes with not having another deadline for 11 days. Then, I made the mistake of leaning over in the bathroom (never underestimate the perils of leaning over) and my precious and beloved phone fell out of my, frankly pathetic excuse for a hoodie pocket and straight down the toilet. I had it out and wrapped in a towel within seconds, actually I don’t think I’ve ever reacted to anything so quickly. Even when the office microwave set on fire I just casually mentioned the fact to somebody else and carried on trying to pin my calendar to the wall, expecting they would go deal with the fire. They did, after they realised I wasn’t joking, and all was well.
At first the phone seemed fine and I congratulated myself for keeping it in such a durable case and having a screen cover. Then the camera flash light came on and wouldn’t go off. I managed to fix it after an over an hour of drying out but various problems have come and gone since, including Siri awakening and talking to me from my pocket at random, which is fairly perturbing. I’ve tried to avoid having to replace the phone, hoping it would make a full recovery, as I’ve become very attached to it. Unfortunately, the problems are still persisting and I’m going to have to ring the insurance to claim for another (paying some ridiculous excess no doubt) and say a sad farewell to my current, trusty phone.
After I’ve pleaded with the insurance company I have some DIY tasks to undertake, as this morning more problems have emerged around me, and then I await the call from the garage to tell me what the damage is.
So, how’s your week going?