Well, I'll be honest, things are not going very well here in vacationland (aka Maine). My wonderful awesome RAV4 finally bit the dust and there is no hope for resurrection. In fact, my mechanic said I should only drive it one of two places: home or the junkyard. He also said it was dangerous to drive and explained some of the exciting things that could happen if I hit a bump (of which there are many around here). Like, things let go of the rust they're holding on to and the car just slides off to the left into oncoming traffic (Whee!) or slides off to the right into a ditch (Whee!) or a tree (more Whee!). Note he didn't say unsafe, he said dangerous. And when your mechanic says dangerous you usually listen. Unless you're idiot.
Anyway. This delightful turn of events leaves me sans automobile which means I will be either walking (a mere hour) or riding my bike (up a total four effing hills) to work for the foreseeable future as there is zero cash in the budget for a car payment, and the only money I have saved is for fuel this winter. I'm feeling pretty fucked right now and that makes me a tad sarcastic, in case you didn't notice.
So, good-bye RAV4, thanks for being a great car, and hello walking to work. Yay.
But now for the good stuff: a little romance...
Sadly this is not my story (I wish!), but rather my son's. He started work at a new place a few months ago and has had his eye on this girl who works in another building and who he doesn't see much. Yesterday he left some wildflowers in her car at lunchtime. When he left work he noticed the flowers were hanging from her mirror. The son was happy he didn't see them lying on the ground.
Now we wonder, what will happen?
Will the girl guess he put the flowers in her car? Will she think it was someone else? Will she be looking around at work today at all the guys, trying to figure out, which one was it? And who does she want it to be?
Isn't it exciting?!!!
I'll keep you posted on this intriguing slice of my life and we can all live vicariously through my son. Isn't he sweet?