Fucking Subaru. My car won’t start. The battery is dead. It started yesterday when I pulled it out of my parking spot to spread some salt. And when I pulled it back in. I guess I should have left the car running like my neighbor did to charge the battery. She’s long gone to work (so I can’t ask for a jump start.)
I called Subaru roadside assistance since I’m still under warranty. I got a recording. “Due to severe conditions in your area, we are experiencing extensive delays.” What do you think extensive would be? 2-3 hours? Try 8! E-i-g-h-t! Holy shit! That means they can’t get to me until around 9 p.m. Fuck! Guess I won’t be going to work tomorrow, either.
I was all set to go to the grocery store. I didn’t need much, but I was planning on getting some milk (ran out this morning), evaporated milk (to make pumpkin pie) and a pecan pie—the one I’m allowed yearly. Do you know how sad it is to have your taste buds set for one of your most favorite foods in the world, and then be denied? Well, I guess I could spend the afternoon making 1 pumkin pie. (I’d planned to make 2.) That’s an acceptable compromise.
I’ve completed my icons for this week’s Jared Stillness contest. (The theme is so cute this week.) Actually, I’m working on a 4th (because one of them is very similar to an icon I already had “published”), but it’s not turning out the way I’d like. Well, now I have plenty of time to work on it.
I suppose I can also get back up to speed on my Supernatural Death Tally. (Yeah, I know I’m not being consistent in what I’m calling it. That’s just the way I roll.) I totally forgot about it yesterday until around 9 pm, and so I ended the glorious day (post-shoveling) watching the uber-awesome “Nightshifter,” one of Supernatural’s best episodes ever.
All in all, life is pretty sweet. Just hope I get some wheels (& milk) soon.