Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Rain.

So I head out today for a certain "salon" appointment. I tend to put this one off because it, well, HURTS. Anyway. I arrive at my appointment after driving through dust/ash/mud slicked streets that are enjoying their first soaking rain in almost a year. Whee. It turns out that the crappy-ass neighborhood my salon has recently relocated to has a minor issue with storms. I didn't make much notice of the three major intersections I passed through that had police directing traffic until I show up for my appointment and find out there's been no power to the area since 9pm last night. Hmmm. New appointment for next Monday. Now I've got to psych myself up all over again.

Upside: I'm offered a free skin-care product for my inconvenience. Yay.

Then, I get on the freeway to return home. Oops. ALL lanes blocked, probably due to some unseen tragedy up the hill and around the curve. I'm starting to wonder about this much needed storm.

Upside: It's not my car that caused the back-up.

So finally I arrive home, it took about an hour to creep to the next exit and wind my way through side streets, ala Steve Martin's commute in "L.A. Story." I hit the driveway, push the gate opener and find one more casualty of the rain. Yup, gate won't open. My car's ass is hanging out into the street while I grapple with the oily, dirty pin so I can open the gate manually, and I slip and fall flat on my face into the dust/ash/mud stream coming off our property.

Upside: Power isn't out to the house, so hopefully we only need a fuse, or mabye a new transformer. And, I was already doing laundry...

So I'm still thinking maybe this run of bad luck is the storm's fault when I remember that it was yesterday that I discovered, before all this rain started, that my AMEX card showed six fraudulent charges.

Upside: Whoever stole my credit card info. was smart enough to use a fake phone number and email, but overlooked the fact that all the weird crap they ordered online was still being delivered to my address.

Anyway, now that I've documented my string of bad luck, I hope it will leave me alone for a while. And rain, I'm sorry I doubted you, keep it coming.