For the record, let me state that this is not a complaint. It is merely a statement of fact. There is a distinct difference.
About a month and a half ago, we finally broke down and washed my car. We'd been holding off in light of the record breaking drought, doing our part for the conservation effort. Somehow it just didn't seem right to wash our car when they were telling us we only had about 28 days of water left. But since we've been getting some rain recently, we both felt it was time. My car was no longer white, but a nice shade of...dusty beige? Pollen tinted yellow? It was hard to tell.
So, Mr. Daddy hightails it off to an automatic car wash in town and returns about a half hour later.
"Oh, I need to tell you that your antenna broke off your car in the carwash."
"I couldn't screw it off before I went into the carwash. I thought it would be alright but the swipey things grabbed it and broke it right off."
I'll admit it. I was pissed. Mr. Daddy didn't really see why I was so irritated, but I guarantee you had the situation been reversed he would be been peeved, too. Also, this from a man who had just installed his satellite radio. Harumph.
Anyhoo, a replacement antenna wasn't super expensive but with Federal and state taxes and both car tags due in April, we didn't have the money to replace it right away. When we did finally get around to replacing it, the dealership here in town didn't order one of the parts we needed and so I've been driving around with my new antenna in the trunk of my car.
So, I've been listening to CDs. Mostly this:
With a little of this tossed in every now and then:
Occasionally I'll muster up the effort to put in a big girl CD, but frankly, I'm getting sick of those too.
If you're ever stopped at a red light and you look over and see a woman banging her head against the steering wheel. It's probably me. In time with "The Hairbrush Song" no doubt.
6 years ago