- New Years Day was spent in the emergency department with me suffering a gall bladder attack that no one would recognise as such... It lasted a week.
- Then I had the first ever mastitis I´d ever had, which errupted into an enormous boil the size of a golf ball...
- I did finally get my gall bladder attack recognised for what it was and had surgery to remove it, the surgery took 4 hours instead of 1.5 hours because it turned out that all my insides had adhered themselves to one another over many years of silent gall bladder infection.
- The fan on our heater developed a very loud grinding noise, which we assumed (correctly) was the ball bearings grinding down. The owners were misled (by the first gas plumber) to believe it would mean a complete replacement of the heater, something they claimed they couldn't afford, so we just put up with the noise.
- Dave was made redundant.
- Dave's redundancy payment came in piddling amounts over time and never so we could predict them.
- I developed all over body psoriasis as a result of the physical trauma of the gall bladder operation.
- Centrelink messed us around for two months, during which time we lived off my pension and gift (passed down from my nanna, I suspect) of being able to turn a penny twice.
- Our home internet was mucked around with my our ISP, and we're still trying to get them to stop charging us $400 we don't owe them (I'm hoping it's sorted now, time will tell).
- Our home phone line went dead and Telstra was going to happily leave us without a phone for a week, until I hopped up and down like a madwoman, and voila, they fixed it with 36 hours...
- FIL's health very rapidly declined from the end of May.
- FIL passed away in the second week of June.
- We all developed bronchitis in the last third of June, meaning everyone spent the last week of term cooped up at home together - three weeks of "holidays" is not great for a family of six in a 16 square metre home...
- Yesterday morning, Ari woke up with a rash on the back of his head and neck, that Dave and thought was probably heat rash. This morning it was all over his face and torso and extending to his arms and legs. No fever. It's definitely not measles. I strongly suspect slap cheek (fifth disease) because all the symptoms sit right (he had glowing cheeks earlier this week that I put down to cold/teething). Will try to confirm tomorrow.
- And the final straw... The heater finally died today! We're sitting here, having spent the last week and half trying to avoid putting it on anyway because it was giving me constant headaches with the noise, but today was so cold we HAD to have it on, and then suddenly with a CLUNK! the fan stopped... If it doesn't get fixed tomorrow, then we're in for a very cold weekend.
So, yeah, I want a refund. 2009 is nowhere near as good as it looked in the brochure! In lieu of a refund, an extra delivery of optimism and "can do" attitude wouldn't go astray, I'm afraid I've run through my stores of both twice as fast as I usually do, and they're all but gone with 6 months left of the year...
I know other people's lives suck a lot more than mine. I know I'm whinging about nothing much and should be grateful for all the great stuff I have in my life (and on a moment to moment basis I really am very grateful for my life)... I'm just feeling a little weary of it all at this moment in time...