I’m having one of those weeks where you watch your hard-earned cash slowly but surely, being pissed down the toilet.
My trusty Previa, fondly known as: Aunty Al’s Bus for the past many a year, died in quite a dramatic fashion, on the way to work last week. As I watched the smoke bellowing from the bonnet and I was warning my fellow passenger to evacuate with me for fear that it would explode, I thought to myself two things: the first was, ‘oh shit!’ and the second was: ‘this is going to be expensive’. Any minute now I am going to watch it being hauled onto a tow truck and driven to the scrap yard. I think I will run down the road after it, waving a white flag and scattering petals – we’ve been through a lot together.
Trump being elected as President on Wednesday, has done nothing to make this week any better. At the ladies’ Taekwon-do class that I teach on Wednesday morning, our two American students gave each other a hug. I suspect they were exchanging whispers of what alternative accent they should adopt for the rest of the week. It can’t feel good to be American right now. It feels bad enough being English and wondering: how the…? What the…? Why the…? Who the…?
As I sat in total shock that morning, clutching onto my third mug of tea and listening to his victory speech, I thought to myself that the discomfort his son was obviously feeling, standing next to his Dad in full view of millions, was equal to about one thousandth of how many of the viewers were feeling. Uncomfortable would be a terrible understatement. I looked at his family standing on the stage and all I could see were spray tans, Botox, over-coiffured hair and the air of ‘fake’ hung heavily around them. It’s a reality show that has just got horribly real – with all the narcissism that goes with it. There is a man, I thought to myself, who doesn’t like being told: ‘no’. There is a little boy who is dressed like a man. There is the President of the United States of America and for the second time in a matter of days, I thought: ‘oh shit!’.
Still in shock, daughter 1 caught me off guard last night and I found myself sitting next to her in the car, as she attempted to pull out of our driveway – she’s only had four driving lessons thus far and up until now I have resolutely refused. As we careered around the industrial estate in the pitch dark, I remembered why. ‘Break!’ I screeched at her, as we sped towards a corrugated iron structure at several miles an hour. “Why didn’t you brake sooner?” I asked, once we’d come to a stop, inches from the wall. “Because I had to check my mirror first” she replied, with the voice of someone who is new to something and doggedly follows the rules. ‘Oh shit!’ I thought, not for the first time this week and I have a niggling feeling, as the aroma of cat’s piss is wafting down the stairs, that it won’t be the last.
There goes Aunty Al’s Bus…oh shit!
Totally relate to this, what a rubbish week for us all. Sad times for humanity but good must triumph-trump will not trump us. Your sweet daughter checking her mirror first reminded me of all the times and arguments with my Dad trying to teach me to drive. Lets hope next week is brighter x
I really do hope so! x
Sorry to hear you have had a rubbish week and I do hope the car is fixable and not too costly! My dad only ever took me out once to practice my driving – never ever again! Thank you for linking up to #ablogginggoodtime
The car is dead, gone and replaced. Move on, I say, move on! (As I watch my bank balance plummet and cry!)
Yes, we are two Americans that are EXTREMELY shocked about Trump. I totally agree with your assessment about his reality TV life and how he is a little boy playing at being a grown up. Ugh!! It’s embarrassing to say the least. 🙁
We promise that there are still some sensible people in the U.S., even though the opposite seems to be true.
I have lots of American friends who are all lovely, sensible and very shocked! Luckily we don’t tar a nation with his brush. Thank you for commenting.
I think if I were to write a Trump related post this week, I’d probably be able to muster up two words. And they would most definitely be ‘oh shit’.
Sorry the Trump downer gor Trumped by even more Oh Shit moments – maybe next week will be a better one…
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Oh God I hope so!
There’s a lot to worry about in the world right now. When. I listened to Trump’s victory speech I couldn’t help getting a bit teary as I looked at my daughter and wonders what kind of world she is going to grow up in. Sorry about your car. Hope it’s not to expensive to fix. #Stayclassymama
Maybe it’s telling us not to sweat the small stuff, because there’s plenty of big stuff to worry about!
Ah no – it really has been a shitty week all round. Hope things improve for you guys quickly at least. #ablogginggoodtime x
Birthday week this week – a top excuse to drink champagne, so things are on the up 🙂
Yay – happy Birthday! xx
Oh dear, why does it always spiral like this? Hopefully your week will improve from now on x
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Back again from #ablogginggoodtime x
Things have definitely got better 🙂 Thank you for commenting x
oh god, i had to laugh at the end. oh shit indeed. it was a terrible week. onwards. #ablogginggoodtime
It’s all got better 🙂 Laughter is certainly the best therapy!
Haha yep totally an ‘oh shit’ week! I drove my Dad through a pavement full of wheelie bins when I was learning to drive lol #stayclassymama
That is so funny. I would be totally freaking out!