April Fools came a day early for us, as yesterday seemed like one giant joke at our expense. Overall, at least I was able to walk away from it laughing and it didn't feel like a giant disaster. It helps that I was in an optimistic mood and willing to see the good in all of the circumstances. Not to mention I had a really good conversation with a friend in the midst of it all that made my day. From that point on, there was nothing that could bring me down.
Yesterday was crazy from the start, as the plan was to wake up early and make the trip up to Ogden for my prescription and breakfast with Kailee and Kristina, which is becoming a tradition. However, I woke up and didn't have any clean pants at all because Matt hadn't switched the laundry when asked, and so they had sat in the washer and mildewed all day. Trying to dry them just made them smell worse! Extremely frustrated, we stopped at Wal Mart to pick me up a new pair of jeans (that I couldn't afford, but had to have) and then we had just enough time to get to Ogden and grab my pills (which surprisingly they gave me for free this month) and then have breakfast and get me to work on time.
After work I was supposed to have a date with [womanizer], but he had to cancel due to preparing for a couple big interviews today. I was surprisingly less disappointed than I thought I'd be, and agreed to ride down to SLC with Matt to take his kids to his ex-wife and help Ken who had called to say he'd blown a tire on the freeway. Apparently, Megan (Matt's ex) was going to find Ken and help him out, but was never able to find him because he was on the lesser traveled junction where I-80 meets I-15.
So we met Megan and gave her the kids, and then headed on our way to find Ken and help him out. The trick was, we had to go up to 13th East to get on I-80 from there because of the construction on 7th and the fact that it splits before the entrance on State. So we turned down Main street and just at that point Matt's car overheated so far into the red that it blew the radiator. (At this point we think it'll be ok if we just let it cool down and put more water in it.) So we let it cool, and just made it to the Maverick on the corner of 13th and Main, where we realized that every drop of water we poured into the radiator immediately ran out. That's about the point we realized we were in trouble.
I immediate begin calling/texting everyone I could think of that lived in SLC, but was unable to get through to anyone. Finally Matt decided Mark would be the best option and called him to see if he'd be willing to come to the rescue. My darn pride would have had be walking home before calling him, given the recent tension between us, but there are times when you need to just let things go and be an adult about things. It was really very nice of him to drop everything he was doing to come and get us, and for that I am very grateful.
So he picked us up at the Maverick, and we made our way to Ken only to find out that Mark's tire iron didn't fit either! After a bit of trying to force the tire off, the guys decided it was time to call road side assistance, who said they would be there in 30 to 45 minutes. Matt hopped in the mustang with Mark and I got in Ken's car with him to keep warm, as it was really cold out. In fact, it started raining and then quickly turned to snow during this process. Road side assistance took nearly an hour and a half to find us, and then a matter of 5 minutes to put on the spare tire. With a quick warning not to go more than 30 miles or faster than 50 mph, we were finally mobile.
It took us yet another hour to get Matt's car, let it cool down while we had dinner at BK in SLC, and then drop Matt's car off at his brother's old house to let it sit overnight because it wouldn't make it home. With how slow we had to drive to be careful of the donut, we made it home about 10 minutes before 2am.
Suffice it to say, things just kept adding up and there were trace amounts of irony that led me to find the massive amounts of humor in the situation. Managed to get up early enough to follow Ken and Matt to the mechanic so they could drop off both of Ken's cars to be worked on, and then make it to work only a few minutes late... Now if only we can keep my car running, seeing as it's currently the only functional one... LOL!
Excuse me. I live on 50th south. I so could have come gotten you! Why didn't you call?!?
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