When life gives you lemons..
...people who tell you to just make lemonade can get stuffed!
This week has had a couple of hiccups, and I hope 2018 isn't going to continue in this theme.
First, the car.
It's a workhorse, it's an older car, we've had it a long time and we keep it serviced and repaired for just as long as it isn't economically sensible to do so. It's just what we do with cars.
This car has done lots of miles and is a decent, safe car.
However, I noticed there was water by my feet (I don't drive, so the passenger side) in a puddle before Christmas. This was sorted out and had been a blocked drain-y thing under the battery (I also don't 'do' cars so my descriptions aren't desperately mechanical) but because it had been going on for quite a while under the car before it had come into the car, there had been logged water making a module rusty that controls important things (see?!) like door locks, lights, etc. Oh, and also controls the compartment where you have to put the fuel. So suddenly everything stopped doing what it should. (I am so embarrassed by my mechanical knowledge!)
So poorly car went to garage to see how much and if it was worth fixing it.
It is, and we get car back today (day three no car).
Ok. Worse things happen at sea. Indeed.
But I'd also been bitten this week.
By a person with dementia.
It was a difficult, horrible instant.
Once the person was fine - there were three staff present - I noticed my arm was bleeding and I needed to go and get help myself.
Today is day five, my arm has finally stopped ballooning up and I am now on antibiotics.
I have spent most of the last two days in bed feeling really ill - but thankfully all seems to be on the mend.
Meal plans were great as Man Wonderful cooks well too.
No friends round for dinner though as I've been living in my pyjamas!
And if you have any lemons, you know what to do with them!