I always feel a little overwhelmed during the holiday season… and tired. It seems that each day is packed with activities and incidents. The activities I enjoy, the incidents I could do without.
On Thursday, the very first day of this hectic month, my husband and I planned to attend a concert after work. When he got home from work, he walked into the house and yelled, “I’m home!” Then we heard a booming sound behind him. What an entrance. We peered into the garage and noticed the garage door cables hanging down. I believe his beller vibrated the garage door spring to such an extent that it snapped and the door came down with a crash. Great. We had about 45 minutes to change and get our car out of the garage. Since both our cars were parked in the garage, we had to lift the garage door the old fashioned way.
Our garage door is insulated. It weighs 208 pounds. I do not have much upper body strength. We were able to lift that sucker about a foot off the ground. That’s it. We are wimps. Luckily, we have a 3 car garage. We opened the single garage door and moved everything out of the way. Then I watched my husband drive his car forward and backward, forward and backward, forward and backward. You get the general idea. He slowly edged across the garage floor to the empty stall so he could back out the 3rd door. He was finally free. I was ready for a nap. Now it was my turn to get my car out.
Even with all this drama, we made it to the concert with time to spare. The Pines, a young group with “a sound that wavers on the edge of traditional acoustic/roots music, but embraces the nuances of today’s indie-rock and blues music” were wonderful. Their performance was relaxing and lovely and helped me forget about our garage door and all the things I needed to do this month.
The next morning my husband reminded me to take a house key because he was locking our home but leaving our garage unlocked for the garage door company. At noon, I went home for lunch. I tried to open the double garage door but it didn’t open. Not fixed yet. I opened the 3rd stall and drove into the garage. I walked to the door and it was locked. Hmmm. I sure wish I had remembered to bring my house key. I sat on the steps and reached into my purse for my phone to text my husband. No phone. I had forgotten that too. So I grabbed my iPad and sent him an email. He didn’t respond. I have no idea what I expected him to do. Guess I just wanted to share. With nothing else to do I got into my car and went back to work. On the way I listened to The Pines CD, which I had purchased the night before, as I inhaled peace and exhaled stress.
Today is the 3rd day of December. I went out shopping and while I was out the snow came down. It was slippery on the way home. We live at the top of a ridge and my car didn’t make it up our hill. I was close but near the top I started sliding backwards. I let gravity guide me into a driveway and then I drove all the way to the bottom. Luckily this time I had my phone. I called my husband and told him I was going to get a running start and give it one more try and if I couldn’t get up the hill he would have to come and save me.
He stayed on the line as I made my second attempt. At the same spot, the wheels began to spin as I went slower and slower and came to a stop. Not wanting to go all the way down again, I pushed gently on the gas and by some miracle I started edging forward. I am pretty sure my rocking motion helped me go the last few yards as I slowly and painfully crested the top.
Here’s hoping tomorrow can be incident free…if not, I will listen to more of The Pines and do what I always do, enjoy the holiday season regardless of the incidents.