I don’t think this is the right time of day for me. I tend to post in the evenings, but exactly when varies from right after I get home to right before I go to sleep. Right now, when I’m looking at the clock and calculating how many hours of sleep I can get and trying to decide if that’s going to be enough and will I be exhausted tomorrow or will I hear my alarm and reset it because I’m too tired to run – right now is when I shouldn’t be writing. I get anxious about getting enough sleep, and feeling like I need to post something before I go to bed makes it worse. It’s not a high level of anxiety or anything, nothing like when I was traveling, but there’s something left undone and I won’t feel better until it’s done and even when it’s done, if I did it late (like now), I won’t feel enough better because, well, now it’s late. And later means less sleep. And for some reason, I can’t be laid back about how much sleep I get. Solution? (I’m into solutions lately.) Post earlier. Before dinner. Or get ready for bed and post from there. That’s worked for me a couple of times. Which leads me to…why am I not doing that now?
We had some mechanical difficulties today. Woke up to find the A/C not working anymore, so I called the company who last serviced it and they sent out a technician. We had an easy problem to fix, luckily, so the A/C was back on by early afternoon and I finished the day working from home. Love doing that. Then, I asked John to stop on the way home to pick up dinner (Subway), but I’d forgotten about his weird car issue. He bought the sandwiches, but couldn’t get home because his car wouldn’t start. I picked him up, we ate dinner and dodged anonymous phone calls (Iowa keeps calling, but they never leave a message.), and then we headed back to Subway to see if his car would start. It did, I guess because it had been an hour or two. John thinks (and I agree, whatever that’s worth) that it’s a temperature issue. The car will start when it’s been sitting for a while (overnight or the whole work day for sure, and, like tonight, even just for a couple of hours), but if you drive it for 20 minutes or more and then stop just for a couple of minutes, it won’t start until it’s cooled down. Sometimes it helps to top off the gas tank, but that doesn’t always work. If he’s only driven it for a couple of minutes (like to the gas station or to Starbucks), it’ll start even after another quick stop. It’s weird, and if I’d thought about it, I wouldn’t have asked him to pick up dinner. Maybe that’s the lesson: don’t ask John to pick up dinner. He’ll like that one. Even if it doesn’t actually solve the car problem.
Why does there have to be a lesson? Why is Roxy incapable of backing up? Why do birds suddenly appear? Why ask why? Drink Bud Dry.