Surly Thursday: Microscopic Version
You know when small stuff bugs you, and it's small, so the fact that it bugs you also kind of bugs you?
Crabtree and Evelyn has discontinued my very favouritest body lotion in the whole entire world. I can't use stuff that's too greasy or I just end up needing to wash it off - I can't even go near body butter just because of the name - and I can't use stuff that's too strongly scented because it gives me a headache, but I like a faint pleasant scent. This lotion was perfect - soothing but not gloppy, with a really nice light scent. The salesperson at the C&E said a bunch of people had been asking for it and it was always extremely popular, which makes the whole thing perplexing as well as annoying. I bought this instead, and it's okay, but slightly heavier, and the scent is nice enough but kind of disappears as soon as I walk out of the bathroom, plus Eve hates lemons so I keep thinking I'm going to be repulsive to her while wearing it. And yes, I am aware that this is the Firstest of First World Problems.
Eve was on a field trip to some kind of conservation area a few weeks ago and it was raining. They were walking down some stairs and a boy ran past her, knocking her down so that she fell backwards onto the stairs. She's been having lower back pain ever since. I don't really think the teacher needed to call me or anything, I'm just sort of inarticulately upset about the whole thing - why was the idiot boy running on slippery stairs (because grade six boys are idiots), why didn't anyone make sure she was okay (because she doesn't typically kick up a big fuss when she gets hurt because she finds it embarrassing), and, as someone who has experienced back pain for years, I keep thinking is this going to go away or continue to plague her into the future? Will she one day be thinking, everything was fine until I fell on that field trip? And yes, I realize that I am catastrophizing and proportion-blowing and there's no reason why I should be crying while typing this, and it's just November and dark and the very air just seems to be peering at me and finding me wanting. Mostly it's just a stupid thing that happened that is making me feel crummy.
I also feel like we've attracted some kind of financial evil eye curse thing. A month or so ago we got a flurry of notices from Revenue Canada saying we owed a huge amount of money. They also seemed to think that we hadn't filed tax returns for the last five years, which isn't true, so it will probably get sorted out in time. Then, last Saturday when I was at the comedy club, at some point between my paying for my ticket downstairs (with my credit card) and paying for my drinks upstairs, someone used my credit card for an internet purchase of a $1500 microscope. Visa has to open an investigation, and it will probably be sorted out, in time. This means I have to be patient and unhysterical and accept that the problem is not instantly fixable, which I am bad at.
On the other hand, the fact that there's $1500 dollars on our credit card that we didn't spend doesn't mean we can't buy our kids Christmas presents. And the house across the street from us caught on fire on Monday night and is probably a write-off, while I am still sitting in my own kitchen, which is messy but unburned. And I have friends with cancer. So I am aware that, in the grand scheme of things, these are small problems.
Small problems that would seem even smaller if I smelled faintly of lavender and goat milk. Dammit.
Crabtree and Evelyn has discontinued my very favouritest body lotion in the whole entire world. I can't use stuff that's too greasy or I just end up needing to wash it off - I can't even go near body butter just because of the name - and I can't use stuff that's too strongly scented because it gives me a headache, but I like a faint pleasant scent. This lotion was perfect - soothing but not gloppy, with a really nice light scent. The salesperson at the C&E said a bunch of people had been asking for it and it was always extremely popular, which makes the whole thing perplexing as well as annoying. I bought this instead, and it's okay, but slightly heavier, and the scent is nice enough but kind of disappears as soon as I walk out of the bathroom, plus Eve hates lemons so I keep thinking I'm going to be repulsive to her while wearing it. And yes, I am aware that this is the Firstest of First World Problems.
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I also feel like we've attracted some kind of financial evil eye curse thing. A month or so ago we got a flurry of notices from Revenue Canada saying we owed a huge amount of money. They also seemed to think that we hadn't filed tax returns for the last five years, which isn't true, so it will probably get sorted out in time. Then, last Saturday when I was at the comedy club, at some point between my paying for my ticket downstairs (with my credit card) and paying for my drinks upstairs, someone used my credit card for an internet purchase of a $1500 microscope. Visa has to open an investigation, and it will probably be sorted out, in time. This means I have to be patient and unhysterical and accept that the problem is not instantly fixable, which I am bad at.
On the other hand, the fact that there's $1500 dollars on our credit card that we didn't spend doesn't mean we can't buy our kids Christmas presents. And the house across the street from us caught on fire on Monday night and is probably a write-off, while I am still sitting in my own kitchen, which is messy but unburned. And I have friends with cancer. So I am aware that, in the grand scheme of things, these are small problems.
Small problems that would seem even smaller if I smelled faintly of lavender and goat milk. Dammit.
Comments
It's like the pizza shop next door changing hands. Now my happy pizza lady isn't there anymore to make me off-menu veggie pizzas. And even though all the food is better and the service is happier & faster, I'm still mad because those veggie pizzas were the best thing ever, and now I'll never have one again, and that is a small sadness that I have to feel over again every time I get hungry.
The other stuff - poor Eve's back, the credit card fraud, those are very very shitty too. (We've been through the credit card fraud thing. It did get sorted out fairly quickly, but it is still an almighty pain in the ass to deal with.)
November. November has been a sour, cold, rainy bitch again this year, and every year I'm surprised all over again at how rotten I feel. I wish we lived closer. I'd drink bellinis and eat snack mix with you until we both tipped over.
You are awesome too. Kharma is a bitch, microscope-buying-fraudster-guy! You will get a gross mutant bacteria resistant virus for your evil deed.
Hugs to Eve. May her back have speedy healing.
Very bad.
You know the person that discontinued that lotion has a secret lifetime stash in her closet. Just because she can.