it just gets better

i dont want to belabor the point here, im sure you realize how i dislike traffic, cars, driving, gas, whatever. but today i took my car to the dealership to get the breaks checked (they were squealing). after getting there at 7.30AM, sitting in a waiting room, reimenscent of a doctors office, for 1.5 hours, i finally went to ask my guy carlos what was up.

"there was something wrong with your brakes. you can wait. it will be like 2, maybe 3 hours."

this is on a tuesday mind you, when i should have been at work by 8.30. so i said, "what about that funny engine noise i told you about?"

to which carlos smiled and said, "there is a part that is broken in your engine. we have to order the part, so i dont know, maybe you can wait for the breaks today, then come back tomorrow." and he adds, it will take about 6 hours to install the new part.

lets not forget that the dealership is like 15 miles from work, so there is no way i can just skip off. its in the middle of nowhere land, i hadnt seen this many fast food establishments since i dont know when.

obviously i leave the car, they take me to some random commuter rail, where me and this woman who has open sores all over her arms sits across from me, dabbing at them with a tissue. WHAT? yes its true. by that point i had been up for about 4 hours, drank at least 3 cups of coffee, and was starving. but not after that.

later this afternoon my buddy carlos called and said i wont likely get the car back until actually, thursday afternoon. i mean.... they sold me the car with a broken engine? who does that? at least it will be fixed. really, what can you do? not to sound ridiculous, but when i was waiting in the room for the car to get fixed, they had some copies of the miami herald, so i read all the sections (ok, not sports) and then they had some fluff piece about meditation, relaxation, mindfulness, etc. so all the way to work i was trying to concentrate on the little things. its really just an annoyance you know? thankfully a coworker drove me home in the torrential downpour. ok, so i didnt take this picture, nor is it accurately from today. but picture that half way, on half the roads (i.e., you are certainly somewhat submerged, albeit not half way up your tires). the streets actually look flooded now, entire lanes are full of water. apparently miami has really bad drainage, and most buildings dont have basements bc its impossible to take up whatever natural drainage there is. who knew? it makes me worry about poor louisiana. i cant imagine having to always live worried about floods.

to relax tonight i am making challah bread for the jewish new year, and hoping i can go to bed early. it was slightly traumatic today. that, and i am surely over-stressing about some work. i want it to be perfectly written, which i guess is difficult when you have limited time, patience and focus, on a 50 page memo. ah well. punching the dough did make me feel better, although in retrospect, i think i added one extra yolk. oops!

enough typing. tomorrow is another day, and it most assuredly will be better than this one. (in part because i can feast on some eggy bready deliciousness)

xoxo