On Thursday I accidentally did something incredibly stupid. Sometimes when I am putting Kristian in the car, I put things on top of the car while I am doing his seatbelt. Things like my keys, or my phone. Usually I stand straight back up and pick them up again. This time, though, he decided to try to “help” get himself in the car, and because I had my bag over my shoulder I didn’t have enough room and I kind of had to shove him and tell Stephanie to pull him the rest of the way. So it didn’t follow the usual procedure and yes, I left my phone on top of the car.

Somewhat amazingly, it stayed on there for about 5 minutes and it was several kilometres down the road as I was accelerating away from a newly green light that I heard a dreadful thunk-thunk down the back window of the car. At first I wondered what the hell it was and then it suddenly dawned on me. I was taking Stephanie to school at the time and then had to take Abigail to kinder but after that I drove slowly along that stretch of road and sure enough, I saw my phone. It was absolutely well and truly destroyed, evidently quite a few cars had run over it. Gladly, I was able to get my sim card out of it, and also rescued my Nem – a phone charm that my mum made me.

Of course the upside of that little episode is that I’m now the owner of a cute little new Nokia 6300.

The downside of that, though, is that since we bought that I probably can’t go and get a new monitor. Because today my monitor appears to have died. I can borrow the one from the kids computer (which is what I am using at the moment) but it’s a pain in the ass. Why do things like this always happen together? Is Mercury in retrograde or something? (Not that I’ve ever noticed any particular personal ill-effect from it.)

Tomorrow will be a better day: hopefully my head will be completely better (I’ve had a semi-migraine today) and my hangover will be gone.. and we will have pancakes.