Sunday, October 24, 2010

My Sunday

Last night as I finally lay my tired head down onto the pillow, I made plans about what was going to happen today - Sunday.

Here were the plans:
  1. Get up at about 8.00 am and get ready to go out.
  2. Go the the vintage and classic car show that was being held in the city.
  3. Head home and pfaff around getting ready for the week ahead.
That is not too much to ask is it?

Here is what happened:
  1. Woke up with a blinding headache and a bad nausea.
  2. Got up and dry retched and then took pain killers.
  3. Stumbled back to bed to wait for headache to go away.
  4. After about half an hour I then sat up in bed to eat some dry toast and Vegemite to settle stomach.
  5. Crawled into shower and stood there with hands on side of head until hot water ran out.
  6. Eventually got ready to go at about 11:30 am. Took two more pain killers.
  7. Got in car with whiney son and agitated husband.
  8. Sat in hot car in bumper to bumper traffic.
  9. Got to venue and all parking spots were gone. Drove twice around the block before finding this out. No, actually crawled at a snail's pace twice around the block following other people in cars desperate to find parking spot.
  10. Started to head home and found parking centre about ten minutes away from the venue and parked there.
  11. Walked from the parking centre, up the hill, towards the car show. During this time my mole rat of a son whined about being out in the sunshine, his pale and pasty skin was affronted. I was feeling washed out after headache had finally faded to a vague but bearable thump. Husband kept saying "this is going from bad to worse".
  12. Son continued to whine.
  13. More whining.
  14. Bit more whining.
  15. Finally got to the car show only to be confronted by long line of people waiting to get in. When I say long, I mean loooooonnnnnggg. About 300 people.
  16. Group discussion leads to unanimous decision to go back home but eat on the way because by now I am starving.
  17. Eat in funky cafe that is playing club music which offends my musically inclined husband but pleases my funky music loving teenage son. I don't care as I am starving and eating my delicious lunch of roast pumpkin salad. Mmmmmmm.
  18. Drive home.
  19. Open front door and all three go to respective places of worship (son on Xbox, husband into music room and me with laptop).
  20. All of the above happens between the hours of 11.30 am to 3:00 pm.

Fortunately there were no arguments. I would like to say it was because we three are mild mannered and gentle folk but the truth is that we have travelled enough together to know when it is pointless to argue or bitch about something that is out of your control. We just made bad jokes about it all.

Now I am about to do all the houseworky things that need doing on a weekend.

I am so excited.............

Ciao

LC

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10 comments:

  1. Crap happens. Sometimes thing are out of ones control and it just wasn't meant to be. Crowds are always a problem. I am guessing many people went through the same thing (of some sort) today and went home .

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  2. RJ: Yes, sometimes the best laid plans go awry. Still, the lunch was delish and made up for it all.

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  3. This makes my day---so good to know it happens to other families too. Having a headache is bad enough but I just dread the kind of outing where the signs are all there that it's going from bad to worse.

    That foreboding feeling grows as the teen-age kids(who are way too old to act this way) start whining & arguing with each other, while every 30 seconds the spouse sighs loudly and accelerates & brakes with a heavy foot. But the long lines and lack of parking is absolute confirmation that the universe is screaming DON'T DO IT---IT'S NOT MEANT TO BE!!!!

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  4. We really can't control anything, can we? It's all about how we handle what happens.

    hope you're having a peaceful, headache-free day today.

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  5. Well, that sounds like a bust. The salad sounds really good, and the no fighting was positive. So I guess it wasn't all bad. Who wants to walk around all day looking at old cars anyway?

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  6. Harriet
    I for one would have been drooling over all the old cars!

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  7. Michiganme: Totally agree. Had my husband and I followed our gut instinct when in the traffic jam that started just before we got to the city we would have saved at least two hours.

    Still, it is funny in hindsight.

    IHTW: It takes a while to learn how to handle things that are out of our control - I am sure I would have been a complete shrew twenty years ago had I had a day like this.

    Today was a perfect work day. Headache free.

    Harriet: Old cars are not for everyone - except the 300 waiting in line. And my husband. The ones on show were very rare so it would have been interesting.

    Pumpkin salad had caremalised onions and beautiful fetta cheese in it. Plus roasted almonds. I can still taste it.

    RJ: Ha ha, maybe they would give out bibs at the door for droolers.

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  8. 12, 13 and 14 are way too often part of my day.

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  9. Oh my.

    Posts like this positively reinforce my laziness in staying home and not going anywhere.

    12, 13, 14 probably would have been me had I been there--so, it's not just teenagers!

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  10. WOW: Gets worse. They know more words and use them very well in a whingey way.

    Topairy: Teenagers get away with it because it is their right to whinge.

    I did indulge in a bit of 12, 13 and 14 as well.

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Give me some twaddle.

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