Day 262: On becoming those people

September 19, 2007

Everybody knows at least one; one of those people who paint everything with an enormous black brush, bringing doom and gloom wherever they go. Even good things are bad things in disguise, or disasters waiting to happen. Everything that goes wrong goes wrong for a reason. And the reason is that the world is against the person, the whole entire world is ganging up in opposition to the person, thwarting all attempts for them to make good, in anything. Spending any length of time with those people is energy-sapping and mentally exhausting. We are becoming those people.

It seems like if it’s not one thing it’s another. Today we discovered that the radiator has been replaced completely squint to the wall, and that we have a monstrous hole in our new kitchen tile floor. It seems the heating guy told the tiler where to cut a hole for the pipe, but forgot to take into account the fact that the pipe extends out a little, before curving downwards. So we have two extra holes, one on either side of the radiator. The upshot being that the heating guy will have to come back and remove the radiator, the tiler will have to replace four tiles, and then the radiator will have to be replaced. Excellent, just what we wanted.

The tiler came today with some new boxes of tile for the bathroom, to try and address the patches. Turns out that in the nine boxes of tile we had, there weren’t any of the darker ones, the ones needed to rectify the job a little. They are going to try and track down all the boxes of the same tile in the area and see if any are the shade we need. If not, our options are either live with the disaster and pay for it, or have it all ripped out and pay for it. Oh, and we’d lose the use of the bathroom for at least two weeks. (Toddler and newborn, anyone?). When I get tired and overwhelmed I tend to cry. When this stressed and this pregnant, I suppose it’s no surprise that I started crying today, but man I am embarrassed. Later in the day I called the area manager of the tile shop, and he basically said he’s very sorry that we don’t like what we have but it’s not his problem. He’ll refund the tile but that’s it. The tiler should have caught it. He was also very patronising, saying that if they refunded everyone who didn’t like their choice of tile once it’s up, they’d be out of business, and that this particular tile is supposed to come in different shades. Funny that their display is all in the same shade though. That one would be a mystery.

Anyway, moving on, the world is obviously out to get us and so is Rachael Ray. The meal this evening was crappy, although in fairness it echoed our state of mind beautifully. Veal Saltimbocca with Spinach Polenta tasted a little like shoe leather on a pile of cellulite. The veal was seasoned, topped with fresh sage leaves, wrapped in prosciutto and fried. A sauce was made with butter, garlic, shallot, flour, wine and parsley. The polenta was mixed into chicken stock, with spinach, parmesan cheese, salt, pepper and nutmeg stirred in.

In fairness, my inattentiveness to detail in the preparation of the meal in hand may have contributed to it’s downfall. The meat was probably cooked too long, and I have no idea what went wrong with the polenta but it certainly was lumpy. To cut a long story short, it was rubbish, and the world is mean and cruel and we don’t know what we did to deserve all this. And we have fruit flies in the house. Where do they come from? Why will they not die? Why are they so annoying?

Tomorrow, L will be eating Grilled Swordfish Salad. I will be eating my own body weight in ice cream.

You Might Also Like


  • Reply Linda September 19, 2007 at 11:23 pm

    I truly don’t know how you are dealing with all you are going through. You are my Hero!

  • Reply Joannie September 20, 2007 at 11:37 am

    I’m so sorry for you and all your troubles! That really sucks about the tile. And fruit flies are seriously annoying. Supposedly you can put about a 1/2 cup of apple cider vinegar in a small container with a few drops of dishsoap to get rid of them. They come to drink the vinegar but the soap coats their wings and they can’t get out.

  • Reply Lisa September 20, 2007 at 5:10 pm

    I’m so sorry! I’m crossing my fingers for you all that things will get much better soon. Hang in there!

  • Reply Di September 20, 2007 at 8:32 pm

    We built our house a few years ago and went through very similar problems you had, including the flooring color disparity. If it’s any consolation, further down the road you won’t even care about what seems to be a big deal right now.

  • Leave a Reply