The Day From Hell
That's what today was. First I was up until 1am reading. I woke up between 8:30 and 9:00 this morning to go with dad to my aunt's house. So I eat a bowl of cereal and we go. On the way he tells me that the people who put an offer in on the house accepted our counter offer. So as long as they get financing the house is sold. So yay for that. We get there and he gets to work and I go in and help my aunt fix her computer (took me all of 3 minutes) then I look at her crafts she's doing. She's doing wine charms (they go on wine glasses or beer bottles even so you can tell which is yours) and selling them. So I sit and do a few because they're fun and easy and right up my alley. Then Dawn calls from across the road and asks if I can help her fix her computer. So I go over and help her the best I can (boy it was a mess, we ended up switching her to her laptop because the apple she has is pretty much shot.) While there her two grandson's come out, one's a few years younger than me and looks JUST like Mike Erwin (aka. Colin Hart from Everwood) I'm like "whoa." (So here's to you Mrs. Robinson...) So they go across to my aunts to help the guys fix her pump and then when I finish with Dawn's computer I go back over and I hang outside a minute, then I go inside and talk to my aunt then sit to do more wine charms, aunt has gone outside. Suddenly I hear what I swear sounds like "Tom(my dad's name)! Your car is on fire!" and I'm like "what?" and I hear my aunt like "WHAT? What's on fire? where?" and I'm like "Oh my god wait is the house on fire?" and I get up to put on my coat and boots as I hear my aunt on phone to 911 saying "Hi, I live on Pillar Point and we have a car on fire here." and I'm like "Oh my god the car!" and I dash to the window and look out and theres smoke rolling out of the car. The next 15 minutes to a half an hour are kind of a blur. I remember going in and out of the house watching and retreating and watching and retreating and sobbing and crying and being terrified and calling my mom and crying to her what's going on, and the fire people come and I cry in the kitchen and I declare there is no god, then I declare that maybe there is since no one was in the car. Then I remember being eerily calm and going and doing a wine charm and then going outside and the fire's out and the van is trashed and I remember embarassing myself over kites and I remember getting dirty and getting a headache from the stench of melted plastic and peeling paint. So then we get ready to go and dad says that Dawn's husband was going to give us a ride home. So he goes over and I grab my stuff from my aunts and join him, and then who should drive us home? The Mike Erwin look-a-like (His name was Ben) So I'm like trying to be okay in the back of the car... so bad. I'm trying to be okay. Then I break and am on the verge of tears and decide to just be quiet the rest of the way and I catch him glancing at me in the mirror which was kind of cool. But now we have no more van, all we have is my dinky little car which has issues sometimes.