Heart attacks and removals!

Most of you will know that I'm a pretty easy-going kind of person. Most things in life don't stress me out too much. Perhaps a couple of things. Conflict with family/friends and being a passenger in a car!! Specifically, being a passenger in my car!

So, this week, we were helping someone move house and we had a lovely day with them and the missionaries while we did that. Since Ken's van was already emptied out for the house-move, and we had a piano to move to a friend's house, it made sense that we arranged to move the piano today.

So, picture how my day started, since I'm already a terrible passenger before we've set off. We woke up to snow for the first time this year. The piano is well-secured in the van, but still I have mental images of being like something out of 'Only Fools and Horses' with the piano sliding out the back of the van as we pull off, leaving me chasing it down the road! You see? I can already sense that you've pictured the scene and are having a bit of a giggle at my expense.

The first argument of the day came when Ken announced that instead of driving all the way on the main road, he wanted to drive part of the way on the main road and then drive the rest over the Craigantlet Hills! Well, when he said that I told him that he could do whatever the h*ll he wanted but if he was going over the hills he could just stop and let me out right then!

So, an uneasy truce was called as we drove along our way, in the snow! The further we drove, insanely, the worse my anxiety got and the more poor Ken struggled to be understanding and hold on to his temper!

Luckily for us all, about 2 miles from our destination, my Mum called providing me with a distraction, but I could still see the road ahead and hear the creaks of the old piano as we trundled along the road. Still my stress was building.

I begged Mum to stay on the phone with me until we reached where we were going, and thankfully she did, because I was now nearing hysterics. Each time I saw a corner ahead I would groan and hide my head. By the end of the drive, Ken was laughing out loud at my rediculousness as I had the phone in one hand, talking to Mum, the other hand had a finger stuck in my ear and my eyes were firmly shut! The only time I could breathe easy was when the piano was safely installed in its new home!

Just another day in the life of the Mullans!