What Could Go Wrong

Everything apparently. But the story starts yesterday. 

I had been talking to the BFF about my finances. See, I'm the sort of person who will always end up needing to use ALL her money for the month. I can survive on a thousand dollars. Or I can survive on 3000 dollars. But I never have spare. Don't ask me why or how. It just works out that way. I hate that I have such a lousy relationship with money. She's much better at handling this sort of stuff, so we had a sit down and crunched the numbers - especially since I have a renovation loan (albeit from the parents) hanging over my head. I need to pay that money back asap!

We sorted out some things, and worked out a plan. And it seems totally doable. So yesterday I went to the home loan office to see what I could do with the money in my account and how I could lower the monthly repayments. It worked out splendidly. At least till the end of next year I will only have to fork out half of the monthly payments I have been making. That frees up a considerable amount of cash for me to repay my parents. 

So I'm happy right? Right. And then I slept and woke up to a totally opposite day today. 

This morning I found out my medical subsidy card wasn't renewed. Great. I had to get on the line with the office and they acknowledged receipt of the renewal forms (yes, plural!) and the lady on the phone was a little puzzled as to why it wasn't renewed. She said she would get the officer in charge to look into it and get back to me soon! 

Yay. Sorted. 

Then the mother rang. She wasn't supposed to come over today but there was some stress at her place in the morning and she wanted a reprieve. Um, ok. I suppose I could have them over. All I needed to do today was bake a couple of layer cakes. Click the link if you wanna know what I'm talking about. 

Sure. No problem. So I took a bus to their place, only I got off at the wrong stop. Argh. Forget it. I'll just take a cab, swing by their place and grab them, I thought. Easily done. 

We got to the place we wanted to go to for lunch - and the stall was closed. Sigh. Ok, no biggie. We'll just eat something else. 

Midway through lunch the father needed to pee, so off he went. But when he came back to the table, the poor fella said he had a little poopy accident so we had to hurry off home to get him cleaned up. Thankfully, he wears his adult diapers all the time. It wasn't messy or anything, but he was uncomfortable (I WOULD BE TOO!) and we were almost done with lunch anyway. So, homeward! 

It was a short walk to my place, but for some reason he was having trouble balancing today so he leaned on me the whole way back. I have an aching arm now from supporting him under his armpit! 

Phew. We got back and he got cleaned up. All good. He went to lie down and took a nap. The rest of the afternoon went fine. I baked, cleaned up, and then decided to Foodpanda some burgers for the parents cos they felt like fast food for dinner. 

Only the food never came. I got a call from the sister in law about 45 mins after I placed the order. Apparently they sent it over there instead. 

Yay for technology and saving your preferences. NOT. 

Fine fine, could you pay the guy, I asked. She said ok. 

So now the parents were hungry (and thankfully in better spirits than I was) and we decided they should just hop into a cab and go home to their waiting dinner. 

I used the Grab app to get them a car, since a taxi would have been more expensive at that time. I didn't realise that I had a credit card number saved in the profile and instead of them having to pay cash, the ride was charged to my card. I found out when I received the automated text.

Um, yeah that's ok, I don't mind paying for them. But that also meant I had to call my mother immediately when I saw the notification so she wouldn't pay the driver! (I dunno, he could have been dishonest, clueless, or both!)

And after all that, I thought, finally. Done and done. I went to pop some leftover soup into the microwave for dinner (since my fish burger was now nowhere in sight) and went into the room to get out of my shorts to take a shower. 

I tripped. And fell. On my hands and knees. 

Ouch. 

Yeah. I need today to be over. Pronto. 

At least I know I'll be seeing BIKSS for my morning pick up to work tomorrow. He's been sick and hasn't been to the office for two days. I need my Daddy to kiss my boo boo and make it better. Well, no, I don't. I just need to be cuddled. 

Yeah. That's it. CUDDLES PLEASE!