Whew. My week has been . . . ridiculous. Hence the lack of a post yesterday. I spent most of the day driving to and from a mechanic and dealing with some intense car drama.
Here’s the short version: Luna (my beloved ’07 Nissan Versa hatchback) was damaged by a mechanic. In February, he put the wrong transmission fluid in her, and in September she started having some problems. Which got worse until we barely made it back from TN last weekend.
In any case, my baby needs a new transmission. Technically, the mechanic is liable but we really didn’t want to go the legal route. After hours of back-and-forth, we ended up getting a little money from him, but don’t be surprised if you see a “save Luna” campaign. Thankfully, I’m starting work on Monday, so my first paycheck will go to make sure Luna comes back to me healthy.
It kills me to think of Luna being injured, so let’s move on to happier topics. Like graveyards. (more…)
It whispered to me as I rushed by, a hint of pink blushing the clouds. “Come look,” it murmured. Only the edge of a sunset was visible from inside our apartment. But it was promising me more. Not yelling or demanding my attention. Just whispering.
I’ve learned, over the past few years, to listen to those whispers, to recognize the moments that deserve appreciation. Life is short and these moments aren’t promised to us.
I ventured out onto the balcony and found the whispered promise beyond expectation. (more…)