Hello, dear readers! I promise I haven’t forgotten about you. The past month has been just been insanely busy.
This morning was extremely frustrating. On my way to work, I decided to grab some caffeine to stop the pounding headache I had (okay, I’m addicted to coffee…let’s move on). I was in the drive-thru lane of Starbies, AND MY CAR STOPPED WORKING. WHAT. That’s not supposed to happen. Luckily, I was able to pull into the parking lot so I wasn’t between a million caffeine-crazed people and their coffee beverages.
For those of you who know me, you
probably definitely know that I don’t deal with car-related issues well. I loathe having to deal with car problems. I mean, my car doesn’t really have problems, but still. When it does, I tend to fly off the handle a bit. My philosophy is the car has one job to do, and I should just be able to turn the key and go. Anyway, if this had happened a year ago, I probably would have called either my mom or brother in tears, begging them to deal with it. Yes, I realize this is irrational since my mom lives 70+ miles away, and the brother I would call lives 600+ miles away. Whatever.
Today, though, I calmly called my insurance company to have them send a tow truck since I now have roadside assistance, and then I called my mechanic to let them know I was on the way. The whole process actually went very smoothly. I’m proud of the way I handled the situation, and I thought I would share that adult moment with you all.
Also, in case you were wondering, I did not get my caffeine fix at Starbies. The mechanic I go to has a Keurig machine in the lobby though, so I made that work.