29 Aug What I Talk About When I Talk About My Van Inspection
Stream of consciousness as I sit in a waiting room at the car dealership waiting for my MV (that’s minivan) to pass its annual inspection.
It’s exhausting and I just can’t compete!
So glad my husband loves my brain and body, flawed as they may be. So glad I’m able to love his brain and body too. I’ve never even noticed if his face is balanced. I will be sure to check that next time I see him.
I have had a headache since I woke up. Took a nap at 9 this morning for 20 minutes, trying to fight it off. Swallowed four Advil and one Exedrin so far today (it’s 10:30 a.m.). Still hurts. This will ruin my day, for sure. I know that sounds negative. My sister would say, “Don’t receive that!” But what I have learned is my headaches last about 24 hours, no matter what.
This morning Alex and Emma shared the last three waffles, leftover from yesterday. I said Alex could have two and Emma one. Alex prepared them. Got plates and forks. Toasted the waffles. Dispensed about a cup of syrup per waffle. (Hey, breakfast is the most important meal – may as well fill it with calories from sugar, right?) Emma screamed injustice but I told her that Alex is older and usually eats more so, “Fair, shmair, little girlie!”
Talked to my daddy yesterday for the first time in months. He doesn’t call. I don’t call. It’s disheartening. He said, “Looking forward to seeing you at Thanksgiving.” I said, “Oh, we weren’t planning a trip to Florida this year.” He, in his 76-year-old voice, said, “Oh, okay.”
My favorite blog these days is called Confessions of a Funeral Director. This young guy has loads of insight into the human condition that many of us will never get, save for reading his blog.
A service employee just came into the waiting room to retrieve a woman zoning out on the riveting plastic surgery show. “I’m sorry. We drove it for six miles and can’t replicate the problem.” I felt like I shouldn’t be hearing the diagnosis. Hasn’t her privacy been violated? Aren’t there HIPPA laws for automobiles?
Brought the laptop to the car dealership so I could work on my book. Blogging this random nonsense instead. How long will it take me to write my book if I write one word a day? That’s tricky math though because I suppose I would delete two words a day. Hmmm. One could call this task impossible. Sisyphus-esque.
Have a glorious Wednesday, my dear readers. Many of us have shipped our darlings back to school this week. May you embrace the season you find yourself in and not wish the days away.