Yesterday morning my car broke down in the middle of nowhere – between work and home. Electrical issues (in other words, Stuff I Do Not Understand). It’s all probably under warranty, but you try telling that to whichever part of my brain is in charge of stress. Hoo boy. When the dashboard lit up like a Christmas tree with DANGER, VW DRIVER! EXPLOSIONS, DEATH & CARNAGE! warnings, so did the stress spot in my cranium. And the beauty of yesterday was, it didn’t stop there. Oh, no! Because last night when my BlackBerry stopped working, I rolled my eyes way back into my head, took a deep breath and said, “Oh, Universe. You’re such a kidder.”
Full disclosure: I unleashed a string of expletives, too – most of them beginning with F and ending with six exclamation points. But as this is a family blog, we’ll stick to golly, gosh and gee willywonkers. Keepin’ it G-rated.
On the brighter, shinier side, I bought a plane ticket to Seattle, Washington so I can meet my brother when he arrives next month. That I never got an email confirmation or that my credit card hasn’t actually been charged (despite the Ticketed – October 12, 2008 message on the American Airlines website), I attribute to the general punishment that was yesterday. When whatever planet is in retrograde decides to snap out of it, I expect all to be righted. In other words, I cannot freaking worry about one more thing right now.
Which is why I’ve wisely (snicker) decided it’s probably time to start dating again. You know, with the purpose of not spending the rest of my life thinking only about myself, and having someone else to make the other side of the bed (seriously, that’s a lot of walking ’round and ’round). I’m STILL taking out the garbage every week (minus) and enjoying sole possession of the remote control (plus). Anyway, if you are reasonably tall, funny and do not intend to take me too seriously ever (and I mean EVER), please start lining up at my door. I like irises and hiking trips and I laugh in my sleep. That’s pretty much all you need to know.
Ready… go!

