Whoo boy. This week. I tell ya.
So you’ve already heard how long and exhausting the first four days of this week were. Well, if you include the weekend before it’s been quite a few long days one after another, which is why I was especially looking forward to today. I’ve had lunch plans with a dear friend scheduled for quite a while now and everything was coming together to make it a great day.
I was up until 4 last night (writing until 3, then could not settle myself down for an hour or so) and 4 hours later the children were up and ready to start the day. I was not, so I changed & fed Fiona then put her back in her bed (where she promptly fell back asleep for another 90 min) and I allowed Gavin to quietly play in his room while I snoozed and then took a shower & got myself dressed. I checked my phone and saw a text from my mother in law that she was on her way to pick up Gavin for a playdate with his cousin, so we hauled ass downstairs to get food in bellies before bundling them in cold weather gear and putting them in their respective car seats. Gavin went happily with his cousin and grandma, and I sat down with Fiona to feed her a bit of lunch before heading out to a local upscale outdoor mall that we’ve made our usual meet-up place.
Belly full of milk, warm clothes on, diaper bag packed, I headed to the car to move it closer to the front door and load the stroller. I got in, turned the key, and…. nothing. Well, not nothing, I got a “click, click, click” under the hood and all of the gears began to flicker back and forth rapidly. Fuuuuuuck. This has happened before, at least 3 times I can remember, but we’d done a few things that we thought had remedied the issue. Apparently we hadn’t. I called Patrick to let him know, then got off the phone so I could put Fiona down for a nap in her crib instead of in the car, text my friend to let her know I’d be canceling or late, and call my dad to see if he could come triage the issue and help me figure out what move to make next. (At the very least I needed a ride to an auto parts store, I was stranded at home with an infant otherwise so I’m quite glad he was available to help out.)
By some small miracle the issue was an easy fix. Brand new battery and boom, done. My dad hung out a little while to chat and once he left I packed up everything I’d intended to load in the car earlier and headed on our way. We were three hours behind schedule so our noon lunch followed by window shopping became 3pm window shopping followed by an early dinner, but we were able to roll with the hiccup in our plan and still get together for a great afternoon of visiting our favorite shops and catching up over artisanal pizza. (Mmmmm, caramelized onion, pear, and gorgonzola pizza….) When we walked outside it has started to snow! The very first flakes were beginning to float around in the air and so instead of trying to do one more shop it was time to get in the car and head home.
By the time I was on the expressway it was snowing, hard. The roads were still relatively clear and I was impressed by most of the drivers adapting to the change. Typically it feels like everyone on the road has forgotten how to drive in snow/ice/sleet the first few times it snows, but everyone on the road appeared to have their shit together, and I’m quite thankful. Fiona was tired and hungry so she whined and cried most of the ride, but we were home soon enough to get food in her belly and then jammies on her body. Gavin had a fantastic time playing with his cousin, and fun one-on-one time with Daddy in our absence, so it seems that even with a little bit of mid-day drama we all ended up salvaging the day and having a great one at that.