Some weeks just don't go as planned.
Unexpected thing #1: At the end of last week, we found lice in Sarah's hair. Did we find lice in Jack's short hair? Of course not. In Caroline's thin chin-length hair? Nope. But they were in Sarah's thick, down to her mid-back, curly lice-colored hair.
That's what I'm calling "sandy blond" now. Lice-colored. Those suckers blend in.
I can't even tell you how much vacuuming we've done. Of mattresses. Of chairs. Of couches. Of floors. We've vacuumed things that probably don't even make sense to vacuum, but this is my first experience with lice so we weren't taking any chances.
Ugh. Just typing it makes my scalp itch.
She's been medicated and picked over with a fine toothed comb multiple times. Every day. I haven't seen any since Saturday, but that doesn't stop me from checking...
and pulling my hair back before I hug her...
and wanting to change my shirt after she hugs me... just in case a bug crawled from her head to my shirt.
I don't care if I'm being ridiculous. Lice make me ridiculous.
For the last 6 days, we've washed her sheets every day as soon as she wakes up to kill any eggs that we may have missed from the day before. We're neurotic over here.
I. HATE. LICE. And I don't have time for them either.
I know, logically, we're probably in the clear. But in my mind they're everywhere. And it disturbs me.
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Unexpected thing #2: I went to get my oil changed and tires rotated Monday. They said I needed a new front left tire.
I always think they make that stuff up because I'm a girl. So I gave them attitude and said, "Um, I'm pretty sure my husband would've told me if the tread was worn on my tire. I'm not getting a new tire."
"Ma'am, it's on the red line."
"Show me. Show me it's on the red line. Show me I need a new tire when my husband hasn't mentioned it even once."
(The truth is-- I don't know what "it" and the "red line" are. I'm not sure if he showed me that "it" was on the "red line". But I was not going to be upsold without a fight! I want a tire rotation and an oil change. Period.)
He was the most persistent little man I've ever met. So after going a few rounds with him, I said, with an eye roll, "Let me call my husband. He's not going to like the games you're playing."
I called Jason....
"Jason, they're saying I need a new left tire. That the tread is worn. But I told them that I don't."
"You really do. I've noticed that. It's looking pretty bad."
WHAT?!
"So you're saying that you want me to buy a new tire? You think that's what I should do?"
"Yes, go ahead."
Crap.
Persistent little man = 1, Julie = 0
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Unexpected thing #3: After my left front tire was replaced and the rest of the tires were rotated, I got this strange dashboard message that my left REAR tire was low on air pressure.
Jason looked at my tire, kicked it, and told me that it was fine. He said that the sensor was probably broken.
I woke up this morning and my left rear tire was as flat as a pancake. *sigh*
I drove to work on my spare, and Jason took my tire to Discount Tire to be fixed. Then he drove out to my school and changed my spare in the parking lot.
Dashboard = 1, Jason = 0
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Unexpected thing #4: Sarah's game was rained out on Tuesday. We had severe weather in the metroplex. And considering we have weather men and weather apps, this technically shouldn't be considered an "unexpected" event, but it is irritating because we were supposed to bring snacks to the games.
I was trying to be a good mom so I planned ahead and bought them Sunday. But then the storms came.
So now I've got 24 Gatorades and 2 boxes of Cheez-Its that I won't need until our make up game. On June 21st.
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I feel like I can go-with-the-flow on most days. I really do.
But from here on out, I'm going to need the week to cooperate, and go-with-MY-flow because I'm done with surprises.