Moving on... I was trying to reach Luke on the way home Sunday night and didn't notice the car in front of me put on their breaks (at a green light mind you) and... SMASH! I hit the silver sedan ahead of me... in the new car! I was going less than five miles per hour but still it was devastating. I've never been in a fender-bender before much less in a new car. I was furious. The first thing out of the other driver's mouth was 'I've, like, never been in a wreck that wasn't, like, totally my fault... hang on, let me call my dad...' So she calls, tells dad its just a scratch (which it was!) and he says 'call the cops'. So I wait for twenty minutes with the 19 year old when low and behold the motorcycle cops show up. A little 'what happened' and 'license and insurance card please' and I drive home. I was so pissed, sad, weepy, the whole deal. Really and truly the car is fine. I broke the front plate holder (it was empty anyway) and what damage was done will be covered when we get a replacement. Still... it sucked!
THEN... We really busted ass last week and still didn't make our sales goals. It was a HUGE disappointment.
This week I have to open and close every day to get my hours because I'm schedule for a long weekend (Friday-Monday). To kick that off my alarm didn't go off this morning and I was late! I couldn't shower, put on make-up anything... sigh. I haven't been late in a long time and it just wasn't a good way to start off the day. To finish the day I did something even more dumb than not waking up on time... I killed the studio mini-fridge. Trying to be ever vigilant with studio cleanliness I decided to clean out the freezer. The freezer has never been cleaned or defrosted and there was only about a half inch clearance between the ice and the top of the freezer. So what do I do? I go at it with a screwdriver like an IDIOT. And the story ends with me puncturing the freon line and having freon spray out onto my hands and face! GUH! So I had to call our fabulous supply guy, Henry, and explain to him how I killed the fridge and beg for a new one... at least he got a good laugh.
So there you have it... one of the weirdest weeks ever.
Please tell me its not just me...