I am so mad and frustrated right now. Troy left work early this afternoon, so I was looking forward to having someone to help me get ready to go to Mum and Dad’s place. Just once I didn’t want to be one person getting everything six people and a dog need to go away organised, as well as organising the animals left behind. We also needed to clean out the car because it’s full of rubbish and coats and plastic tubs and won’t fit in any of our bags.
But my previous computer was ready to be picked up at the shop so when Troy left work he wen to get that. Which is only in freaking Clayton, mind you. Anyway, he gets there and they bring out the computer and tell him that Samsung replaced the harddrive or the motherboard or whatever vital part wasn’t working. That’s all good, and then Troy asks about the 4gb of memory that was never connected (it was supposed to have 8 I think, but only half of it was connected- no wonder the thing worked like crap) and they had to check and OH NO, it’s not done. So they then rang Samsung, who want the computer back. So they’ve had this computer since the SECOND OF AUGUST and it’s still not fixed.
I am absolutely overcome with impotent rage. Because this is absolutely APPALLING service and there is not one single damn thing I can do about it!
Except you know, hate Samsung and never buy another computer from them ever again. Which I’m sure has them crying into their millions of dollars.
And because he had to drive all that way and then wait while the shop called Samsung and sorted out what to do with the computer, Troy is now driving back in peak hour traffic and won’t get home until after our regular tea time. So the car will not be cleaned properly (or at all, let’s be honest) and I have to do all the packing ANYWAY and now I’m crying because life is just too hard.
I’m never going anywhere again. I hate packing and I hate driving five hours with four kids in the car and really I just hate everything.
I was already stressed anyway, because we had a letter from the high school yesterday detailing what they want with their ipad program for next year. So that’s a lot of money, obviously, and then today I went on their website and discovered price lists for uniforms, books, and school fees and realised that it’s going to cost close to $2000 for us to start Nicholai off at school next year. (Which is excluding the computer that we had to buy for him this year, with next year in mind). Let me just say that once you have to buy ipads and $50 school trousers, a free education isn’t all that free.
It was all set up to be a calm and relaxing day too! Jericho, Emma and Nicholai were booked into a kids cartooning activity at the RACV club in the city so Jean picked them up at 8.30 this morning. I was up then, to help organise them and do Emma’s hair (she really has to learn to do that herself) and so once they’d all gone and Troy had gone to work, Soren and I took off for the shopping centre.
It was fun being just the two of us really. “Like when I was four!” he told me, like it was a million years ago. Soren was actually quite delighted to have me all to himself for the day, he always was a big mama’s boy.
We didn’t have anything very exciting to buy- just a couple of short sleeve t-shirts for Nicholai, since all his ones from last year have either been thrown in the bin or given to Jericho. So we bought them and some socks, and then went to the supermarket for lunch things and cat food.
When we came home we snuggled up on the couch and he watched Star Wars- the Clone Wars, then we just had lunch and kind of hung out until he went on the computer, where he stayed until the others came home. It was good.
The older three had a great time at the cartooning class, and bought their beautiful drawings home for me. They got a couple of little ‘how to draw’ booklets from the artist who ran the class and they’ve shared them with Soren, so he’s trying to do it too. Now I’m organising to go them through the bath and to help packing their stuff up, and whenever Troy gets back we’ll have pizza for tea.