However, all-day sleep was not to be mine today, as I had made an appointment to get the brakes checked in the Impala. Since we are a one-car duo, I would have to rent a car to work through this. So, plan was, go get the rental car at 3, drop the Impala off at the service center. We went in to the rental place, got Laurie's end of the proceedings done, and I told her, "Go on ahead."
Minutes pass, and I am driving the tiny, wind pushed Mazda to the service center.
No Laurie, No Impala.
Call her. "Where are you at?"
"You told me to go on."
"TO THE SERVICE CENTER, THE SERVICE CENTER."
Yes, she had completed half the job and went home. As she started on her way to defeating the idea of doing things efficiently, I went in to the service center and told the lady, "I have a funny story to tell you."
"I'm here to drop off a car I don't have."
Nonetheless, the job is now done, and the teeny little temporary member of the family is ensconced in the parking spot of honor.
|"...and here's the keys to your new Speck...."|
As long as you're here, here's some Scrappy walk pics from Sunday...
|Brother Hawk was out and about...|
|I believe there is a family of chipmunks or gophers that live under the bridge. They are driving Scrappy nuts...|
|...as well as into risky searches.|