Windshield took a rock on Saturday. The crack crept up and around in an S curve, catching and reflecting light. I nervously watched it's progress, afraid to drive farther than the Farmer's Market.
Instead of kayaking and swimming in the pond; I stayed home and read a good book, puttered in the garden, worried about the crack and the honey bees. The bees are another story.
Guy in a van came to my workplace today and replaced the windshield. So convenient. I didn't have to sit in a shop and wait. I prepped for teaching, met with students, and organized for clinicals. Meanwhile, out in the parking lot, a new windshield.
Tomorrow I'm going to leave my grocery list in the front seat. I'm hoping the grocery fairy will take the list and leave a bag of food. Laundry too would be nice. Fill the gas tank. Drive-by chores.
Instead of kayaking and swimming in the pond; I stayed home and read a good book, puttered in the garden, worried about the crack and the honey bees. The bees are another story.
Guy in a van came to my workplace today and replaced the windshield. So convenient. I didn't have to sit in a shop and wait. I prepped for teaching, met with students, and organized for clinicals. Meanwhile, out in the parking lot, a new windshield.
Tomorrow I'm going to leave my grocery list in the front seat. I'm hoping the grocery fairy will take the list and leave a bag of food. Laundry too would be nice. Fill the gas tank. Drive-by chores.
