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How to Spend A Wednesday (written on Thursday, because Wednesday)

What does one do when one's husband -- and one's self, one is honor bound to note - have forgotten to pay four parking tickets in the great city of Chicago (or, more correctly, thought the tickets paid already)?

Why, one watches one's poor old car get loaded on a flatbed truck and hauled down to the city auto pound, that's what one does. Or rather, one is pulled from one's midday shower by one's freaked-out husband - holding the reins on two freaked out dogs who he is walking, who he's brought into the house so he can tell one through the bathroom door about the carnapping, thereby freaking out one's cats - to hear about it.

And then one sends one's husband off with a patient friend (thank you carnyjack) to pay the $980 in combined tickets, late fees, towing fees, fees for simply having the car, plus storage fees that kick in before the car has been "stored."

And then one gets a call from one's already overstressed husband, after said husband has traipsed out to where the tickets must be paid (because once a car is booted or hauled one can't simply pay the tickets online, oh, no, because the computer system apparently knows the difference or ... whatever, i don't even), paid the tickets and then learned that the official car owner is the only one who can go to the second location, where the car is stored, and get it back.

And then one waits for the husband's and friend's return, climbs into the extremely patient friend's car and goes down and spends 40 minutes getting the car back (not before having to take a call in the friend's car from a worried union member about a recent horrible and dangerous company edict, so one's friend gets to see one in Union Maid mode, and then do a phone interview for a story whilst in line waitng for the car ). Just in time to hit 5 p.m. traffic going from 700 north to Evanston via Sacramento, Chicago, Western, Montrose, Ashland, and Clark (anyone who knows Chicago will know exactly what that means. For others, simply know that it is ... considerably less than smooth.)

Then one pays one's mortgage shortly before the bank closes and is pitifully grateful for the flavored coffee a preternaturally nice bank employee offers, out of nowhere, to make for one.

And, when the day has become that much brighter because of said coffee, one pours it over one's face whilst driving home because one has misjudged where the cup cover's opening is in the gathering dark.

And finally, after a second brief bout of tears and laughter that deftly avoids hysteria, one comes home and makes chocolate oatmeal cookies with one's husband, and is grateful one had the money available to pay the tickets, and enjoys the smells of the cookies, and faffs about on one's computer, eating a couple of cookies, and then one goes to bed.

Oh, and one also gets one's husband to take a picture.

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Jan. 17th, 2013 04:10 pm (UTC)
Aaaa, that sounds like a horrible day. Holy crap. Like, honestly can we give you a do-over on that one? I hereby decree today to be Wednesday the 16th.

D got a ticket once for driving an un-inspected car. We were only going a few miles to the next town and it was necessary to take the pickup truck (I forget why), whose inspection had expired. I think we might have been going to pick up a rental car; it was one of those edge cases. And the cops in the town stopped us for not having up-to-date inspection and ticketed him. And he forgot to pay it (and has a bad track record opening mail), so, months later we get a knock on our door from another cop who says calmly, "Well I'm here with a warrant for your arrest." We had enough cash on hand to pay the ticket and all the associated fines, got a receipt, and the guy left. I don't know what would have happened if we hadn't. But yeah, even for something that inconsequential, it was scary. Civic-minded me says "well, we should have paid the fine." Emotionally, my lasting impression is D's hand's shaking as he handed over the cash.

ETA: Also, that scarf is pretty darn awesome. And is that a Buddy Christ on your mantle?? :D

Edited at 2013-01-17 06:39 pm (UTC)
Jan. 17th, 2013 07:04 pm (UTC)
Why yes, that is a Buddy Christ; and you can't see my Action Nine and Action Donna, (or my Action Mr. Hat'n'Clogs from Bleach) on my fireplace, because of where I'm standing.

Oh lord, having a police officer turn up on my doorstep would send me into fainting spells, and I'm all of a sudden feeling better about my day.
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Jan. 17th, 2013 04:43 pm (UTC)
I will not trade you for my Wednesday which I totally thought was an awful day until I read your Wednesday. Love the Doctor Who scarf.
Jan. 17th, 2013 07:04 pm (UTC)
Heavens, are you doing better today? I saw the pictures of your chickens, and they're quite beautiful!
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Jan. 17th, 2013 05:12 pm (UTC)
Jesus...and I thought I had bad days!!

At least there was coffee. And money to pay for all this shit. And faffing about on the 'puter. and that marvelous scarf.

Also there is this: *SQUISHES YOU BREATHLESS*
Jan. 17th, 2013 07:06 pm (UTC)
At least there was coffee.

And most of it actually made it into my mouth, as opposed to the left side of my face and down my regular scarf. Heh. We now have $20 to get us through to my check next Friday, but luckily there's gas in the car and food in the house.
Jan. 17th, 2013 05:18 pm (UTC)
Aw, what a terrible day! Your scarf, however, is lovely. And I hope today is many, many times better!

Jan. 17th, 2013 07:08 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much - the scarf is pretty awesome, isn't it? carnyjack, the wonderful man who helped get us down to the car, gave it to me for Christmas. He's a general skiffy fan with whom we used to go to cons many years ago, so he understands my obsession, even if he doesn't totally share it.
Jan. 17th, 2013 06:16 pm (UTC)
Yeesh- that royally sucks. D:

Also, your scarf is awesome.
Jan. 17th, 2013 07:12 pm (UTC)
It did suck, and then I started thinking about everyone who has so many more problems than me, and it started to rebalance me. That was necessary.

The scarf is pure awesome. I even wore it to work a week or so ago. People - even people who don't know Who - were suitably impressed.
Jan. 17th, 2013 06:47 pm (UTC)
I hope Thursday turns out much better. Aieeeee....
Jan. 17th, 2013 07:18 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much; I'm working very hard on making Thursday work better.
Jan. 17th, 2013 08:37 pm (UTC)
That is dreadful. As others say, you deserve a do over. But I hope everything is settled now.

But the scarf is lovely.
Jan. 17th, 2013 11:02 pm (UTC)
Things are better - we have, as I say, enough to keep going until my check next Friday, and I realized that I couldn't stay mad about it, or wish that I could have a do-over (much as I wanted one), because thinking about that over and over would just make my stomach hurt.

So now I'm feeling OK. And my Doctor No. Four scarf makes me feel even more OK. Heh.
Jan. 17th, 2013 09:28 pm (UTC)
Re. Wednesday & cars: /o\ /o\ /o\

Glad it ended with cookies!

Also, that is a scarf and a half, I am very impressed.
Jan. 18th, 2013 04:03 am (UTC)
Yup. I'm glad it ended with cookies. Tonight is ending with taking a Xanax and going to sleep. Can someone tell me again why I thought being a reporter and a union officer was going to be rainbows and unicorns?

*grumbles and giggles at the same time*

Also - great icon!
Jan. 18th, 2013 12:25 am (UTC)
Being a fellow Chicagoan, I got as far as "four tickets" and answered “get bled white”.
We ((your audience)) admire the baroque embellishments, but, knowing you, are not surprised.
Jan. 18th, 2013 04:04 am (UTC)
What, you're not surprised at the baroque embellishments, or you're not surprised about the tickets and the surreal day?

I ask, knowing the answer could well be "yes", of course.
Jan. 18th, 2013 01:58 am (UTC)
Props to carnyjack though I am not surprised that the gentleman (and good guy) is a gentleman (and a good guy).

This is when you start singing Lincoln Park Pirates.
Jan. 18th, 2013 04:05 am (UTC)

Believe me, the tune did wend its way through my head; the only difference is that it was the city which took the car this time, and they were actually legally OK to do it, sadly.

Jan. 18th, 2013 02:15 am (UTC)
Oh, man, at least a crappy day ended in cookies and hugs. I'm so sorry it was miserable and cold day full of bureaucracy until the cookies part.

FANTASTIC scarf. Seriously.
Jan. 18th, 2013 04:07 am (UTC)
Cookies make everything better - especially when you and your Best Beloved are being sous-chef to each other whilst making them. Heh.

I really love the scarf - I realized that picture was showing the back side of the scarf and not the really cool front side, but at least you get an idea of how awesome it is.
Jan. 18th, 2013 11:19 am (UTC)
What a dreadful day. I'm glad its ending wasn't as traumatic. Also your scarf is The Coolest.
Jan. 19th, 2013 05:43 am (UTC)
The day ended with cookies, which may be the way this day ends as well. How are the kitties now?
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Jan. 18th, 2013 03:49 pm (UTC)
Some days just require cookies at the end, don't they? Ugh. So sorry.

And while I'm far from the only one to have said it, I love the scarf! You wear it with style. :)
Jan. 19th, 2013 05:44 am (UTC)
You wear it with style


Thank you!
Jan. 22nd, 2013 06:02 am (UTC)
Having just survived the car/fridge/credit card fraud debacle myself and gearing up for round 3 of medical bills...congratulations on your survival! Also, you're beautiful. :-)
Jan. 22nd, 2013 03:41 pm (UTC)
Oh my lord - many, many internet deliveries of spoons to you, my dear!

(Thanks for the compliment, as well, says the abashed but pleased old broad.)
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