I’ve always believed in the theory that how you start the new year is how the year will go for you. I’m thinking I need to ditch that because if how I started 2012 is any indication of how the year goes, I need a hole to hide in for the next 12 months.
New Year’s Eve morning – decided to pay some lingering parking tickets. Denver city and County raises money by ticketing side streets 1x a month because we forget to move vehicles for street sweeping. I thought there were two, one on each of the boys’ vehicles. Logged in citation number, and there are five totaling almost $600.
New Year’s Even afternoon – youngest son has been in tooth pain off and on for four months, he made a dental appointment, then forgot to go, kept forgetting to make another one. Pain is getting worse, more on than off. I finally call a dentist and the soonest we can get in is January 9, which he says will be okay, he can make it that long. Then it all gets worse, and he’s curled up in the fetal position practically. I tell him I can get him into the ER dentist on Friday. No, he’ll be okay. Saturday noon, I tell him he’s going, I can’t take this anymore. Whining 21-year-olds are not that much fun. $600 later at the dentist, he is back to normal. My new year hasn’t exactly started yet, but the path in is not that much fun.
Kitchen sink plugs up also on Saturday, wait until Monday to call a person, they can’t rooter it out, schedule camera, they also fix my bathroom sink while there, charge me – that’s right – about $600. Camera guy comes out, is in the process of telling me how awful my problem is, he can’t see anything, I’m going back to look at the camera, and whoose, camera thingie dislodges something, and water is running through my pipes!!!!! Yeah, this is awesome. But the guy shows me how corroded that junction is, it’s cast iron, it’s failing, need to replace it, should be about a day job, he’ll get a quote. Comes back. No, no, it’s not a quote for $600. $6,000!!!!!!! for a day’s work, 8 hours, one guy because two guys can’t even fit in this space. That’s almost $800 an hour. I told him, um, no, I’ll shop that around, checked and see trenchless systems and lots of less expensive ways to deal with it when I’m ready to, and the amount they were charging for that job was about triple what they should have charged. I know they look and see a single woman with a nice home in a nice neighborhood and just start jacking up the rates. If I wasn’t so mad about that potential gouging, it would have been hilarious.
Now, I’m looking at my 6 6 6 for the three unexpected bills I had to pay over New Year’s and hear the faint clop-clopping of four steads in the distance.
My version of finding a hole to hide in for the rest of the year was Musette telling me about a book she got for christmas – Bags to Love: in Pop-up. Every purse lover should have this book. The bags pop up, it’s full of cute little facts and quotes. and get the Shoe Love: In Pop-Up to go with it if you love shoes too. Every girl I’ve shown this to so far has just squealed with delight, as did I. I love thumbing through it, folding and unfolding the pop-ups, ignoring the horrible 2012 start to the year. It’s a grown-up girl pop-up book. Now I want a fashion pop-up book and a perfume bottle pop-up book. Anyone know how to design one of those?
And I’m on a cleanse – dietary and karmic. I’m just not sure how to do the latter.
How did your New Year start? Awesome or a trail of tears like mine? Do you think it matters?