Not to be too dramatic, but one of the worst weeks in memory.
Monday: fine except of course, it’s Monday.
Tuesday: Kirk’s car broken into, window smashed, birthday present radio stolen. Police refuse to respond to call. Kirk’s dad taken by ambulance to er and admitted to hospital incoherent and in pain.
Wednesday: bought used factory radio on eBay, made appointment with safelite to repair broken window. Kirk’s dad diagnosed with gall bladder issues. Surgery Monday.
Thursday: rear window replaced, cost $275. Kirk starting to not feel well.
Friday: leave for work at 6am to discover that Kirk’s entire car now stolen. Take day off work, deal with police (who come this time), insurance. Kirk flat on his back, unable to go to rehearsal. Never seen him miss rehearsal.
Saturday: most of day running errands for various sick people.
Sunday: Kirk attempts to go to rehearsal with me driving him to allentown; can’t make it. Kirk’s mom not feeling well. Run more errands for sick people. Finish day watching football. Awaiting arrival of useless eBay radio.
So looking forward to work tomorrow. A return to normalcy.
the postscript: the reading police recovered the car (a 1999 saturn) two days later. Needed cleaning but otherwise intact. We continue to drive the car until early 2018 (nearly 300,000 miles) until we give it to a friend who needed transportation. Kirk was on the road performing with the Wizard of Oz and we didn’t need the extra expense.
I can’t believe that, in my original post, and a subsequent comment, I never mentioned the good news of this week: while sitting on the porch awaiting the arrival of the police regarding the stolen car, a very sweet kitty jumped in my lap. In the house she came, and Muzzy remains here to this day.
She, however, never again jumped into my lap.