Wherein Jack has a series of unfortunate events
It started with the snow storms. The snow weighed down the tree branches....which were above my car. One was weak. And it decided to give up the ghost. And fall down. Point first. Right on the driver side of my front window.
Of course, this meant I couldn't drive it. Because not even I would drive a car with a smashed front window. *Whistles innocently.* I had to call around for a window repair man who was willing to drive up the hill and to my house to fix it. Meanwhile I found out I had to open at the coffee shop, which meant if I was to walk I had to be up by five. (Thankfully I have kind friends who gave me rides.)
I finally got a hold of a man willing to come up in spite of the cruddy roads, but he could only come during the weekday and I couldn't get off work to meet him. (Again, my friends came to my rescue.)
About this time I got sick. And I got behind on shoveling because of it. Therefore, a little hill of snow formed behind my car. Then it got nice and melted. Then it got cold and iced over. By the time I was feeling well-ish I had an ice hill behind me. Then I got sick again and wasn't able to shovel it again. (I'm still sick.)
Then my music player fell on the floor and the screen shattered. At least it still works.
I found out I couldn't take one of my classes on Monday and because of the class - which I asked time off for but found out on Monday I couldn't take - I have to work Saturday.
BUT it hasn't all been bad. My window is fixed, the hill is not so large now, I have a way to get rid of it on Saturday, I have amazing friends, I got a ton done this week, and next week doesn't look as bad. I am just glad that set of mishaps is over. Now I have a breather before the next round comes, because mishaps love me.