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I was talking to my friend the other day who’s husband is away on a ship about her car troubles and she told me about ‘deployment curse’. I have never heard of the term before but I can tell you first hand it’s 100% true and any military wife will agree. In fact any wife period will agree. If things can go wrong, they will go wrong while your husband is away.
Jason often travels for work and our garage door, which never fails otherwise always stops working as soon as he boards the plane. It is annoying and inconvinient but I can totally fix it. Except I don’t know where he keeps the WD40 and I always end up pouring olive oil in the railings to close the door in the morning so we can leave the house. Honestly I should just buy my own stash of WD40. Or a new house.
But this morning Murphy took the law to a whole new level. I was woken up by a loud and piercing sound of the alarm. I hit the snooze button but the sound was still there. It was like the smoke alarm that annoys you when you burn the toast only hundred times worse. I stumbled downstairs, following the noise and discovered it is coming from our Carbon monoxide detector. The thoughts that went through my head were utterly unreasonable: it must be the battery. But why is it plugged in the wall if it runs on battery? Check the C0 level: 0. Why is it still beeping? Check the stove: nope, gas is not on. Are the dogs farting and setting it off? Do we have gas anywhere else? OK, unplug it and check the instructions. And as I did that the alarm went bananas! I am convinced that we woke up our entire neighborhood plus some households in Canada too. I didn’t even know a small thing like that could make so much noise. Like a baby!
Julian came down running and demanded we evacuate. His exact words were: Mom let’s go, Forest BC says we must leave the house immediately and call 911. I thought Forest said life was like a box of chocolates but Julian was adamant so I decided to trust him and Gump. We grabbed our jackets and went outside and I called 911. I told her our address and that our alarm won’t quit and she told me to leave the house immediately as she has dispatched the fire department already. I gathered the dogs and we waited outside our house for the fire engine to arrive.
Perhaps it was too early or too dark or it’s a uniform thing but I swear Fire Department send me the most handsome firemen. Which would have been fantastic if it wasn’t for my dreadful hair, unbrushed teeth and stripey Christmas pajamas. Not to mention that I disturbed their morning coffee by calling them to rescue a dead battery out of my Carbon Monoxide alarm. They gave me the all clear and although I couldn’t stop apologizing they assured me we did the right thing. We got back inside and even managed to get to school in time. Maybe we should do fire drills every morning, it really was the fastest we ever got ready for school.
I was very proud of Julian, how calm and reasonable he stayed and how he followed the evacuation drill just as he practiced with daddy many times before. It truly makes a difference between life and death if our kids are prepared. Also special thanks to Victoria BC radio station that we listen to in the car; turns out it is the Fortis BC commercial about what to do in case of gas leak that taught my son what to do. Who knew?
Apparently the first month of 2015 is coming to an end and I am yet to update this little blog of mine. Shameful really.
I have been struggling on how to explain my lack of posting lately. The more I try to come up with a witty and reasonable story to cover up my laziness the more days past by and the more missed posts I have to make up for. I believe that is what procrastination is and I suppose my selfie will be next to that word in the next edition of English dictionary. If I wasn’t too lazy to take a selfie.
Since I am running so behind and also neglecting our beloved Monday Listicles I figured the easiest way to get back to it is to write a list entry. Except I got busy doing nothing and now it’s Thursday evening so i cannot really call it Monday Listicle can I? Best be honest and call it like it is. And write an honest list to go with it:
TOP 10 REASONS I HAVE BEEN NEGLECTING MY BLOG
1. I am way to busy neglecting my paperwork and editing which in turn makes me feel too guilty to blog instead of work.
2. My friend Lisa told me about Serial, Sherlock and The Fall so I am really busy catching up on all the criminal drama.
3. I just really don’t feel like doing much. Unless it involves chocolate.
4. There are some changes coming up for us this year and I am trying to embrace them. So far pretty much failing.
5. I am very busy vacuuming. Just kidding. Also Jason: stop laughing.
6. Well truth be told it’s a blog so nobody is going to suffer if I stop journaling for a wee bit are they?
7. I have no awesome listicles ideas left. Help?
8. Reason #8: blank.
9. Because I can.
10. This was officially the longest it took me to write a list. I have no decent excuses therefor starting tomorrow(ish) I will get back to it.
Is it too late to say Happy New Year? Here’s to an awesome 2015!
Yesterday I got a call from Julian’s school requesting to pick him up because he is running high fever.
I rushed from the farm and as I entered the nurse’s office my poor boy looked miserable. I could tell he was hurting. As we drove home I suggested we get comfy, make a cup of tea and watch some StarWars. He said ‘no thanks’. Clearly he was very sick!
Once home he started crying and whining and feeling really sorry for himself. I could see the man flu coming! It was now or never, it was my duty as a woman to stop the circle of self pity over a germ attack. I sat down and explained to my sweet 7 year old son that when one is unwell he must find ways to beat the sickness. To fight it, to listen to the people who can help him and to listen to his body. I told him that fever is good and means that his body is working overtime. We talked about the army of blood cells fighting against the bad virus inside of him right now and that it is his duty as a leader to give them all the support by resting and drinking fluids. He calmed down and fell asleep.
Over the afternoon Julian threw up often, battled high fever and caught loads. But through it all he was kind and polite, thanking me for everything I did, asking if he can help me clean up after him, offering to go back to bed so I can finish making dinner for the rest of us. He continues to be beyond wonderful this morning and is feeling much better.
I cannot believe that I managed to nip the man flu symptoms in a bud. Researchers have found that a positive attitude with a general attitude of vigor is associated with less severe symptoms of flu and cold*. I just wish other men would follow suit. In the mean time all girls 10 and bellow who one day might be my son’s chosen one: YOU ARE WELCOME!
* Turner, R.B. The common cold. In: Mandell, G.L., Bennett, J.E., Dolin, R., eds. Principles and Practice of Infectious Diseases. 7th ed. Philadelphia, PA: Elsevier Churchill Livingstone; 2009: Chap 53.