throw your hands in the air

...and party like you just don't care.

I'm throwing my hands up but not partying. Last night was so frustrating and this morning has not started off any better. And as I type this, it's going to sound ridiculous, but when it keeps happening over and over again, it sucks.

It has to do with the garage door opener at our new house. For the first two weeks, I've had no problem but lately when I leave in the morning, I push the clicker and nothing happens. Mind you, Michael leaves before me so he's already come and gone from the garage and it worked fine for him. Here I am in heels and a skirt and probably a white blouse and I'm f-ing with the garage door before work, getting all dusty/dirty.

The first time it happened, no big deal. Sure, it was annoying, but I didn't think much of it. But now it's just getting beyond ridiculous. Last night, I get home and it won't open. I think it's my clicker maybe running out of batteries because it's not even "trying" to go up or down like it normally does. It's like it's not even registering I'm pushing the button.

So, I park my car on the street and walk to the front door to go in that way. Unfortunately, our doors all stick really bad but especially the front door. The deadbolt will not open. I've had this problem before too but Michael is normally there so I just yell for him to come get the deadbolt for me. I'm trying to turn the key so hard that my key is bending yet the deadbolt would not budge! It was 86 degrees yesterday and it's hottest at 5:00 so here I am, f-ing with a garage door, then a deadbolt, in a black suit, in 86 degree weather. (Imagine me getting all worked up, frustrated, stressed, and now hot and sweaty and that's an accurate picture of what I probably looked like to my neighbors. Awesome.)

So now I'm officially stuck outside with no way in the house. So much for leaving work at a decent time only to go home and sit in my car and wait for Michael to get home.

Last night we both fiddled with the garage door and of course, it works just fine for Michael's clicker, which means he thinks I'm doing something wrong and there's nothing wrong with the garage door (which is probably the most annoying part of this situation). Even after we'd been home for 2 hours, the door seemed to work just fine.

That brings us to this morning. Michael leaves me his clicker and takes mine just in case and he leaves for work without any issues. (He has yet to experience an issue with the garage door).

An hour later, I pull out of the garage and click the button. Nothing. It won't close. You've got to be kidding me. What the f is happening?

I wait a minute or two and try again. Nothing.

I hold down the button. I click the button on the left side, the right side, the center. I click it twice really fast then twice more slowly ..All stupid stuff that should not matter but I was desperate. All with the result of Nothing.

I go into the garage and I'm going to hit the button on the wall and then run quickly under the door- you know how they tell you not to do that when you're a kid? Screw that, I'm getting good at it.

But when I click the opener on the wall, it won't work there either! ARGH! Our garage door seriously hates me. It works fine for Michael, but will not work for me. I call Michael because he thinks I'm crazy, I can tell. He thinks this is user error, as if I don't know how to click a button or something.

I end up releasing the security button and lowering the door down manually. Not a big deal except the door is dirty and dusty (we live in the desert) and I'm wearing all black. What an awesome way to start my day.

Like I said, as I type this, is seems so petty. But this is how I've STARTED and ENDED my day lately, which is getting old. I start my day crappy and then when I get home and want to tackle my to-do list head on, I can't.

Last night, after sitting in my car for 40 minutes waiting for Michael to come home, I ended up ignoring my to-do list and just relaxing and reading my book. I was so annoyed and it was the only way I could calm down. When I have the best of intentions to be productive and that plan gets all screwed up, it really bothers me.

So now tonight I have 6 things to do (3+3) plus 29 burpees (14+15). I have yet to practice the piano or figure out why my checkbook doesn't balance (never happened before).
Thanks for listening,
Kelsalynn