Call Me Frustrated

I know I’m supposed to be watching my temper but seriously…aaaghhh!!

Last night we had a horrible thunderstorm with very damaging high winds. No big deal. Red slept in our bed and we all got a couple hours rest.

I woke at 6:15 a.m. to no power. My alarm was supposed to go off at 5:40. I got dressed by candlelight and flashlight and did the best I could with makeup and a hat. Again, not that big a deal but I can feel the stress starting to creep back into my formerly relaxed shoulders.

I got Red up with the promise of a flashlight. You’d think it was Christmas by the way she was enjoying the morning preparations a la’ flashlight. (Shoulders relax a little.)

“Mom where’s my field trip shirt?” (Shoulders tense.) Dang, I forgot it was their field trip to the park today. Guess it will be cancelled due to the storm.

Downstairs, we try to pack her backpack and my briefcase by candlelight. I don’t dare open the refrigerator just in case the power has been out for many hours (and might still be out for more.) We head out praying that McDonald’s wasn’t affected. It wasn’t and we munch our breakfast in the car.

Trees are down all over the place. (Tensing…will we be later than we already are?) Even our street had a fallen tree blocking traffic. Thankfully it was the opposite direction we needed to go. (Relax.) We get to school/work with no incident and find lights/power on. Thank heavens!

I get to working and check on the status of my order at Puppet Productions. A couple blogs ago I mentioned we were working with puppetry in our church and I was so excited to have puppets coming. It’s eight weeks today (the length of time needed to make & mail the puppets) and I log in to find out the shipping time frame. The site comes up with a big “SITE CANCELLED” sign. Jaw drop. Stomach plummet. Shoulders tense. Surely this must be a mistake. Maybe the site is down for maintenance.

I call the phone number. Disconnected.

I start a Google search. Puppet Productions is all over the chat community. Yep. They’re out of business and not issuing refunds.

DRAT, drat, drat….We spent nearly $600 on the puppets that will now never arrive.  I don’t know what feels more violating, the loss of money, the loss of trust in people who have been in business since 1971, or the loss of trust in Christian business owners.

Now to call the credit card company and request a refund.

*Sigh* Not my day today.

Oh, and did I mention that I’m supposed to host a meeting at my power-less house tonight?

Laugh. Cry. Frustration.

For now,

Call me disappointed and very frustrated.