Ugh! Not 7:30 yet, and we’ve already had one Drama of the Day. More to come, no doubt…
Ruby and I were headed homeward from the morning walk, when we came upon a favorite neighbor. This lady lives alone. She’s very smart and very charming and just the sort of person you enjoy having as a neighbor.
As we greet each other, she trips on a heaved slab in the sidewalk…and DOWN SHE GOES.
She whacked the heck out of her head. I wanted to go get my car and drive her up to the ER. She declined. Which was good, because in the heat of the moment I’d forgotten that my son has stolen my car.
Another neighbor came along. She also proposed that we take our friend to the ER. Again, Friend declined.
Reluctantly, we complied (what were we gonna do? Tie her up with a clothesline??). And our group dispersed.
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And this is why I need my car. You never know when some emergency, small or large, will arise.
If my son persists in refusing to return it, I’ll have to go rent a car. And I may report him for stealing my car, which will cause him to lose his job. I hope the principle of the thing is worth it to him.
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Ugh. Hot and humid out there: 99% chance of rain.
I should get off my duff and walk to a grocery store, since a few things are needed…and I sure don’t want to be prancing around in 100-degree heat…or 100% rain.
But ohhhh…how I am not in the mood! 😀
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Reminded of where we lived in San Francisco, a sprawling middle-class apartment development called Parkmerced. Loved living there!
One of the amenities was a huge underground parking garage. My mother would park our car in its slot on the 6th floor (that’s 6 floors down), and we would rarely use it unless my father was in port. (He went to sea; we had to pick him up when his ship docked in the far East Bay, but otherwise, we had no real need for a car).
Frankly, it was cool not to need a car. Well: not “cool” in a social way but in a day-to-day lifestyle way. We could walk to the grocery store. My mother’s job was within easy walking distance. The city busses had a stop right outside our building: I could jump on a bus and ride to school.
If we were going anywhere outside of Parkmerced, my mother would drive us. But that amounted to surprisingly few trips! Mostly, the car sat in the parking garage…day in and day out.
Wish we could live that way now.