So, last week was the week from hell. It was overwhelming, stressful and painful lesson teaching.
Monday was actually not too bad. The previous week, I had been placed on a somewhat high-profile project — in other words, one that might actually see the public light of day — and had spent the afternoon designing potential packaging…which I had to scrap entirely on Monday because we decided to go with a display rather than a box, so the day was spent discussing and designing said display. This, I did not mind. It is part of the design process and I enjoyed actually working with other people and bouncing ideas around, and I was relatively excited about working on a real project.
My first warning, on Tuesday morning was squishing my finger quite painfully between my travel mug and the door of my car. I don’t know how I accomplished said accident, but any pondering of personal clumsiness was interrupted almost immediately by my car utterly refusing to start, regardless of threats, promises or begging. So, I got to be an utter jerk and wake up Briggs a good while before his accustomed rising time to ask him for a ride to work. My day at work included the surprising news that I would be doing pretty much all the start-to-finish design on the previously mentioned Big Project, and on my woefully under-powered work computer. My mid-afternoon brought me news of a friend doing something rather feeling-hurting (not with any malice or intention, I am sure, but it still bummed me out) and then, while walking to the gym, I fell down (because I do that sometimes. Walking is hard.) and skinned up my knee and elbow. In front of many people on their way home from work.
The rest of the week went in much the same fashion.
Wednesday I called out of work and got my car towed to the closest mechanic that had an opening before the next Rapture, and got to experience first hand the ‘she’s a woman so we can take advantage of her’ syndrome, getting a quote that was, I have been assured by the more mechanically savvy, about three times what I should have been paying. And was told I wouldn’t get it back before Friday.
Thursday, I had to get a ride again and was then yelled at by my boss for not having the project done yet (after 3 days) when, every time I tried to work on the large files in Illustrator, the program would crash.
Friday I had to be at my new apartment so that the gas could be turned on, which meant getting dropped off in a mostly empty space with no food and hanging out all day, as I still didn’t have my car back. One of my coworkers did drop by to keep me company (and brought me a sandwich! Oh sweet nectar of the gods!) but by that point I had heard from the mechanic — my car WOULDN’T be ready because they found something else wrong with it…or at least that’s what they claimed (working theory is that they either snowed me or forgot to check that at all in the first place, because they were so busy doing possibly unnecessary repairs to my electrical system) and that it would cost another $200. After a few hours of pondering and venting to a few friends, I grudgingly agreed to the additional repair…and was informed that they had to order the part and it wouldn’t be in until some time this week.
(at the moment, I still have no car.)
However, with the weekend came some sort of relief from constantly getting kicked in the jewels by life — Briggs and I packed up all my big and heavy stuff in a trailer. Then we ran errands and I found a couple things I need for my apartment (like an over-toilet shelf thingy). And a perfect love seat at Goodwill for $15. And then we watched Doctor Who, which generally makes a day better.
On Sunday, Briggs’ sister Burgandy, her husband Barry, our friend Dan, Briggs and I took the trailer to the new apartment and, in less than an hour, had EVERYTHING inside. Even the couch, which was a close thing. Everything is still piled everywhere, but it is IN the apartment, so THIS Friday, when I wait for the internet guy to show up, at least I won’t be in a barren, chair-less wasteland. Perhaps I’ll even remember to bring some food or some caffeine or something.