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23 November 2013 @ 12:43 am
They say things come in threes!  
Friends, Romans, Fl*sters, just a quick drive by wibble before I stagger off to bed.  You know how they say bad things come in threes? Well gather round the fire while I tell my tale of woe.

Ok, don't get me wrong we're not talking disasters of epic proportions.  Just the kind of thing that makes you grind your teeth, and sets my mum off onto one of her screaming ab-dab moments (for which I usually get the ear plugs out, or think of Dean naked under a waterfall to survive.)

Were do I start?  Right just over a week ago, our gas oven went phuft..... Steve thought his luck had changed, and I could no longer bake!  Sadly for him we have a second oven, and insurance. So after a short three act opera from mum, I believe there may have been a winged helmet scene in there somewhere. I managed to get a repair sorted, and a very nice young man came and once more we have fire. Hey presto, Steve is once again stocking up on the indigestion remedies.

Then mum looked at me mournfully and intoned, "It comes in threes, you mark my words something else will break." Me being bloody me, laughed it off! Oh how wrong I was, last Sunday Steve was attempting to have a shave when.....

"Ali have you knocked the hot water off?" Yes folks the boiler was knackered, we had heat but no hot water.  Once again my inbuilt worry gene  (thanks to mum) had done the trick, and yes thanks be to god there was insurance. So again a phone call was made a repair visit was arranged.

On Monday the boiler repair dude showed up, he looked at it decided what was wrong and ordered the required parts. Not a problem, as he left us with a partially working boiler, one that meant we had heat in the house.

That was Monday, on Tuesday I was attempting to wrestle my reverse bang story to the  floor (there are issues, part plot, part time slipping away).  When yes, you guessed it the third thing went boing, and the battery on the lap top spluttered it's last. Off I trotted, to that magical place where Charlie found the fabled Winchester Gospels. Oh Amazon how I love thee, and now I have a new battery.

Right back to the boiler, the bane of my life and the thing that will result in matricide and a suspicious lump in the back garden. On Thursday the parts arrived, along with the boiler man (his words not mine). He tried to repair our boiler, and I kept getting phone calls at work, were mum told me he didn't know what he was doing and could I do something about it. Err like what exactly?  The conversation from my side reduced, Andy, Sam and Josh to tears of laughter. It prompted Josh to suggest a Christmas present, a mug which would read Keep calm, and don't ring Alison. Ring Steve.

I got home to discover the boiler man had had to give up, due to the fact a fault appeared that no one knew how to deal with.  He ordered yet more parts, left bits of the boiler strewn over the bedroom. I spent Thursday night with mum trying to see at what point my ears would start to bleed, oh and no heating or hot water (we still have a gas fire, but the rest of the house is like a freezer).

So then we come to today and before I left for work, the boiler man rang and said.  Rejoice! For he had his hands on the circuit board, that should cure all our ills and he'd see us after one.

I ring home from work every day, just to make sure mum hasn't killed Steve and buried the body. Imagine my surprise, when I rang at eleven and I found out yes the boiler man was there. But now there were two of him, as he'd brought his boss along to try and figure it out. Result, I thought how wrong I was, two hours later and in the boss's words, "Logically it should be working, but it's not." Tell me, how do you respond to that?

So now, yet more parts are on order, they may or may not arrive on Saturday, and once again we are without heat in the rest of the house. And still I have this strange whining noise in my ears *G*

It looks like I'll be watching Doctor Who upstairs wrapped in a blanket and shivering! There is no way I'm recording that puppy to watch later.

So dear readers, please forgive this venting of a spleen, normal idiot behaviour will resume shortly.

Current Location: Home
Current Mood: frustratedfrustrated
Current Music: None
cillab42cillab42 on November 23rd, 2013 01:52 am (UTC)
I am having the same problems of sorts; the new washer and the new refriferator both had problems. The washer stopped washing and the ice maker doesn't. Then there the backed up sink and the toilet the ran my water bill up $150.00.
sasha_dragonsasha_dragon on November 23rd, 2013 07:11 pm (UTC)
It's wonderful isn't it? Everything breaks at once, but hopefully it will all settle down for you.
cillab42cillab42 on November 23rd, 2013 08:45 pm (UTC)
All is better except the refrigerator. The technician can't seem to figure out the problem. I'm glad you've got yours sorted out. Cold is always a dealbreaker.

Edited at 2013-11-23 08:47 pm (UTC)
milly_gal: J2 hugmilly_gal on November 23rd, 2013 03:24 am (UTC)
Oh honey, look I feel you're pain, believe me. We live in a tin roofed paper-mache walled 100 year old house with no heat retaining qualities what so ever, in fact unless we have the heating up to £300 a month's level and the open fire going we do in fact resemble frosty the freaking snow-man on a rather chilly day.

But, and I'm sorry, but this made me laugh my arse off, a) you should have been a stand up comic and b) you're mother sounds exactly like mine, so I doubly feel your pain.

I advise hot chocolate, a duvet and a do not disturb sign for Doctor Who tomorrow. (((hugs))) hun, loves and fingers crossed it gets fixed soon.

p.s would you like me to buy you some ear plugs for x-mas ;) have a boy shaped hug to make you feel better.
sasha_dragonsasha_dragon on November 23rd, 2013 07:19 pm (UTC)
Thank you and now you know why I was feeling a little down. Wow, I thought my place was cold, I just got frostbite thinking about that *G*.

Actually I'm glad you laughed, humor is my best defense. I often use it as a preemptive strike against the universe, it's that or run riot with a salt loaded shotgun. Ah yes my darling mum, so many stories, all them leading to Dean standing freezing his ass off under a waterfall.

I'm sorting out the chocolate and the duvet ready for the big event.

You know ear plugs sound like a great idea, thank youy for the hug it's helped.
milly_gal: Dean sleepinessmilly_gal on November 24th, 2013 09:48 am (UTC)
Well, hopefully the Doctor's helped with the feeling down. You can always swing by my lj when you're in need of a hug or a laugh hun :)
Echo: Dean/ChibiFlowerstir_of_echoes on November 23rd, 2013 05:15 am (UTC)
Ouch! It really does come in threes, and then some it seems.

I'm sorry you're getting bombarded, the boiler sounds like an absolute nightmare scenario no wonder you need to vent.

Enjoy Dr Who at least.

*squishes you and wraps you in a blanket*
sasha_dragonsasha_dragon on November 23rd, 2013 07:21 pm (UTC)
Such is life, and heating systems that go splat!

Sometimes it's good to vent, it soothes the soul and lets me work on my stand up *G*

I'm sure I will enjoy my time with the Doctor.

wings128: Jason!huggerwings128 on November 23rd, 2013 09:44 am (UTC)
Bugger! Bugger! Bugger! (that's three for three)

I guess the only upside here is that you have the Doctor coming to take care of you tomorrow and the knowledge that you've done your three, so look forward to rosy hues for the foreseeable.

sasha_dragonsasha_dragon on November 23rd, 2013 07:23 pm (UTC)
That's much cleaner than what I said!

I'm sure the Doctor will make me feel so much better, and yes the three are done with. Hopefully there will be a little peace now.

Somersomer on November 23rd, 2013 09:28 pm (UTC)
I'm not really sure if I got everything right after you put that thought of a naked Dean under a waterfall in my head!!

Gas oven went phuft but got rescued, the lap top battery went boing but got rescued...I have to admit the boiler sounds like a lost cause!

And isn't it painful when moms always are in the right? ;) And on another note. If the weather in the UK is as frosty as here in Germany I have to send you a hot Dean to cuddle with blanket :D
sasha_dragonsasha_dragon on December 1st, 2013 08:22 pm (UTC)
Hey there, oh the joys of a naked Dean!

Well the boiler wasn't a lost cause, it took three engineers but they managed it!

And yes the weather was bloody cold! fortunately it was fixed before we turned into ice cubes.
Dizzojay's Dean Dreamsdizzojay on November 24th, 2013 10:59 pm (UTC)
Ah yes, the wonders of central heating; we had a winter like that a couple of years ago when the central heating was making all sorts of bizarre clanging and banging noises; either we had a horse in the loft or it was a job for Sam and Dean. It turned out to be very un-supernatural sludge in the pipes!

You just keep calm and carry on imagining Dean and that waterfall ... there's got to be a fanfic in there somewhere!

Keep warm hunny x
sasha_dragonsasha_dragon on December 1st, 2013 08:24 pm (UTC)
At last we have heat! And you know there could be a story with Dean stood under a waterfall! Possibly with Sam standing sniggering on dry land *G*