I’ve had better days April 26, 2007
Today Leila & I had an appointment at the local doctor’s for our six week check up. I took the pram with me so that I would have to hold the bub all the time.
At the shopping centre, which is where the doctor is, I wrestled the pram out of the car and slammed the boot shut. And realised that I’d just locked the keys in there.
The boot release button in our car was disconnected by the previous owners (bloody Telstra!). This car was not on my RACV membership. I had a doctor’s appointment that I was already late for so getting my keys would have to wait.
As it happened, the doctor was running later than I was so I ducked into the shopping centre and rang the RACV. It cost me $142 to add the car to my membership and have the snippy woman on the phone give me grief because I was going to be in the doctor’s surgery while I waited for the roadside assist guy and didn’t have a mobile for him to ring me on (mine is flat, I keep forgetting to charge it). I told her I’d call back after I’d been to the doctor.
An hour later, after finally seeing the doctor, I went to the supermarket to pick up a couple of things (and get change for the phone), bought myself a sausage roll for lunch and rang the RACV again. The woman I spoke to this time said the guy would be take between 35 and 70 minutes to get there. I bought a magazine to pass the time.
When I got to the car I went to eat my sausage roll and realised that I must have left it on the counter. I couldn’t face schlepping back into the shops so I ate one of the bananas I bought at the supermarket. I fed Leila and flicked through my magazine. Things were just starting to look grim when the guy in the yellow ute appeared.
He was able to fish the keys out through the cargo barrier with a long piece of wire. I put Leila in her seat, wrestled the pram back into the boot - being careful to put my keys in my pocket while I did so - and we headed for home.
I felt a pang of guilt as I drove past the Maternal & Child Health Centre, where I was supposed to be attending parents’ group but I was hungry, I was tired and Leila had thrown up all over her front as I was putting her in her seat. I figured they could do without me for one week.
And, to top it all off, when I was getting things out of the car at home I banged my head so hard that I nearly fell over. Yep, I’ve had better days.
Yes, this does seem to qualify on several counts…hope today’s better.
Any one of those things would probably leave me in tears if I was wrangling a 6 week old as well.
Fortunately Finn was at childcare, so I only had Leila with me. If I’d had him too things would have been a whole lot more interesting.