Ever had one of those days where nothing goes right?
That’s my day today.
I was coming off of, perhaps, one of the weirdest weekends in my life.
A certain guy was visiting.
…and my not-gonna-be-my-husband-much-longer was here.
They both knew the other were going to be here at the house. Didn’t stop either of them. Hubs even CANCELLED his weekend plans so he could be here and ninja around like an absolutely insane person. Seriously. He wore a mask, goggles, and gloves. Inside. On purpose. To “make [the other guy] feel safe”.
Safe by making yourself seem more of a lunatic?!
He was also running frantically from room to room in order to avoid the guy. Because he didn’t think the guy seemed sunshine and rainbows friendly to him. Because hubs yelled “HELLO THERE” at him as he threw food on the counter while running through the kitchen minutes after he arrived the first night. Other than watching each other curiously through windows, that was the extent of their interaction.
So. Freaking. Bizarre.
At any rate, my stress levels are high. Surprise! My cholesterol has therefore shot up like crazy during the past few months and I’m on a statin as a preventative until I recheck in November. The real pisser about being on a statin is I’m one of those blessed people that get side-effects.
I had horrifically bad pain in all of my joints during the night. Enough that it woke me up an hour after I went to bed…and I just couldn’t get comfortable enough to go back to sleep. I doubled down on my CoQ10 and am hoping no more ice picks come to stab all of my joints again tonight.
The guy had to leave for work at a crazy early hour and I hate seeing him go. He’s such a good source of calm for me after dealing with the hubs for 13 years. It’s kind of crushing watching that bit of security and comfort walk out the door.
Then my computer locked me out. Hardcore. Didn’t recognize my current password. Or the one I had previously. Or anything. It flat out refused everything I entered and I’ve used the same two administrator passwords for my basic logon since I was 16.
After hours of desperately trying to figure out a way to restore without a reset key…the password magically worked. Out of nowhere. Password wouldn’t work again when I went to settings to see wtf was going on. I can’t make a reset key if I can’t get the password to work so now I’m just hoping the power doesn’t go out until I can figure out wtf is going on with it and end up having to reformat or something. Ugh.
Somebody had noticed I was magically online a few days ago when they knew I was asleep. There is a lot of suspicion that my computer was messed with. It remains conspiracy theory for now but with some of the other crazy stuff that’s been happening, who knows.
Then hubs comes running upstairs freaking out. Complete madman.
Oh no, he double-booked for tomorrow! Needs me to do something now, now, NOW! He’s on the phone and yelling at me to do something…and I have no clue what’s going on. I’m leaving soon-ish. I’m not keeping up with the stuff that’s happening here or where he has to be for meetings.
I was already stressed. And in a lot of pain. And sad. And frustrated.
So when I take my phone off the charger to prove to him that I didn’t have either of the things he was screeching about on my calendar, I slapped it back in its case without paying attention. Backwards. Depressing all the keys. Completely, utterly, and devastatingly factory resetting it.
Do you know how painful it is to watch the happy, little Android robot with “DELETING” below it? …and there’s not a thing you can do to make it stop?
Very. Let me assure you.
Nothing restored except the singular email address I have saved in my gmail account. No photos, no documents/patterns, no voicemails from long deceased loved ones, no contact information, no calendar appointments. Nothing.
But what about stuff backed up on the cloud?
Yah, so turns out /somebody/ went over our wireless account’s data limit. When he got the message about it, while he was out of town and desperately still wanting to stream directions and music, he swapped the plan. All of our cloud accounts were deleted with that switch and needed to be reactivated and synced. He got a text about it and forgot to tell the rest of us. Yay!
At least the rest of the family now knows to reactivate their accounts and upload.
Since we’re separating, I’ve been having to coach hubs on how to pay the bills here. He’s staying in the house, I’m not.
It’s frustrating on the best of days because he didn’t know how to budget or how much things are or even how to check the bank accounts until a few paychecks ago. Why he chose tonight when I was already having kittens over the computer and phone duo, I’ll never know.
I walk him through paying everything and sorting out what he’ll need until his next paycheck. All done!
But not. He literally forgot that two bills are due THIS month instead of next. And he was fresh out of money.
The $500 car payment…and the wireless bill, which had an amazing $90 worth of data overage charges before he swapped it mid-cycle and accrued all sorts of fees for that too. I was only $230 more than it is a typical month.
I basically shelled out $900 tonight to save him and make myself miserable and lose all my precious data.
I bought myself a pair of shoes I’ve been wanting as consolation. I might as well get /something/ out of this miserable day other than stealing a few quiet minutes with that certain guy before he left.