Yea, Why?

Frozen is playing in the background. The wee one has been feeling the effects of her two year molars finally grinding their way into place. Low grade temperature and touchy emo attitude. Sunshine in rainbows to nuclear apocalypse in five seconds over the best things. Her trying to go take her jacket off and I kiss her forehead on the way. On the floor. Luckily not wailing. Toddlers are such amazing and weird little creatures.

Yesterday was a trial, and not because of the emo kid. I had a follow up eye appointment, managed to be at work for about two hours before the daycare called for her to be picked up because of the temperature; not at the mandatory go home threshold but her behavior was indicative of potential other symptoms on their way. Thankfully, other than a lack of appetite in the extreme and being tired, she never had any other symptoms.

After dinner I ran to the store because we burned through milk a bit faster than we had in the weeks prior. I got about a half mile from the house and it felt like I had a soft blow out while taking off from a stop light and the check engine light started flashing furiously. Scared the crap out of me. I limped back home and after a certain tiny person was in bed Collin checked the code and it informed us that it misfired in one of the cylinders... Joy...

Called the mechanic shop today and got the car towed in. They were able to get a quick prelim diagnostic done and found that there seems to be an issue with the compression in the cylinder; they will have to pull the engine back out to figure out what happened. This is the same engine just rebuilt six months ago. The upside? The shop is covering it under the warranty on the engine rebuild. And that, that right there, is why I love my Subaru shop. Plus, they were able to set up a loaner at no charge (other than fuel).

Good times. We are all interested to see what the root cause was.

While at work I typically listen to a myriad of music depending on my mood and the level of focus I need to have on the task. Commonly when working one particular report I listen to instrumental; predominately piano/classical pieces. The music doesn't stop when I take a call, it just mutes into the background. At one point I took a call and when I answered my headset it was this climactic and intense piece on cellos that had been building and building. By the time the call ended it was a solo pianist caressing the notes for Fur Elise. It was almost a letdown.

As a circle back to the car issue, Mercury is yet again in retrograde (it appears as thought it is traveling in reverse of the Earth's orbit. Fascinating in many ways. Commonly thought to be a time of communications and technological issues, but also a time for fixing mistakes of the past. Yea, so the car thing isn't as shocking to me now. The struggle with some of my associates is also more easily understood. Not that I don't take great pains to ALWAYS communicate clearly in openly, but in these phases I take an even more exhausting approach at being patient with everyone else's stupid.

I feel even worse for the hubs though; being he is an IT person these retrogrades hit technology hard. You can imagine what this entails for him combined with difficult communications. Just the other day there was a wonderful moment as I pumped a cup of decaf a woman from another department, whom I had chatted with before, said, "I didn't realize your husband was the IT guy."

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THE IT guy, huh? I hate it when people put it that way. Surely there are no others within our organization....

Of course, in my eyes, he is the best of them, but I may be biased.

I chuckled and replied, "I hope that means he fixed an issue of yours."

"Nope, he was working on so-and-so's machine."

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Now it is time to put in my FML drops and enjoy a delicious comforting dinner of chicken and veggie soup. Mmmmm....