the day the dough wouldn’t go

i think i might have screwed up here…

…but history will have to judge that for me.

tuesday was an odd day. come to think of it, it’s just been an odd week…but it all really started tuesday, which in my world is “saturday”. i had finally saved enough money to re-do the intake on my car, which of course meant now the money had to go somewhere else. we have a drain issue with our washing machine and the plumbers came out and did the plumb thing and realized we had a collapsed drain…but it appears to have collapsed between the washing machine and the sink (somewhere under the kitchen) and i had a drunken idea the night before they came out just in case that happened and even professionals think my tequila-fueled imagination might have a thing there…

(side note – i had to stop half way through that last paragraph to help my plumber measure stuff, which will explain the first line a bit better in a sec…)

but because we just discovered a problem and no solution on that visit, there was no charge.

that afternoon we were supposed to go to h&r block to get taxes did. i wasn’t 100% on this because the one time i used them i noticed there software was basically turbo tax with a green header since that’s their corporate color and all. the lady was really cool, listened to why we’d come in versus just doing it online, gave us advice on how to things online, and sent us packing without charging us a nickel…

…which was awesome. and frustrating. i had put money aside for something i really wanted, then tried to be all responsible and shit, then nothing…so i ordered the parts for the car. why? ’cause it was really needed given how extreme weather around these parts has been, and the money clearly wasn’t going anywhere else anytime soon. i was told the plumbing thing would be a week to two weeks out. so, of course, they called today. and came out as i wrote this. but seem content to bill and collect later, so the money timeline might remain the same, while one of my drunken ideas might have saved us a few grand.

and that, my friends, is irish engineering…