I am currently reading a murder mystery. I was about 1/3 of the way through the book when it hit me that I knew what happened. I am so frustrated that I figured it out already, but I am going to finish it anyhow. I am now about halfway through, and I am hoping I’m wrong. but all signs seem to point to me being right.
I got a call early this morning from the place that is taking the car for donation. After a couple of phone calls, I managed to schedule the car pickup for 4pm today!
I also made an appointment with the vet for Mini, who has an infected toe. She goes in tomorrow afternoon, but it’s on the books.
I still have a long list of things to do before my trip, but the big things are being accomplished. I have a lot of little things to do, but I can fit them in here and there before the trip. I did write everything down, so there’s a chance I’ll remember to do them.
I have a charging hub where most of my electronics get plugged in. I am tough on charging cables, so I get new ones frequently. If I get the name brand ones, they charge quickly at first and then, after a week or two, they stop all together. I thought it was strange, especially since they were the name brand. These cables generally are white.
After the fifth or sixth cord stopped working, I realized why. There were small teeth marks on the cable. And then I caught inky chewing away while I slept. Only on the white cords.
I have all kinds of other colors and textures, but she only likes the expensive white ones. Caviar tastes, I guess.
My coffee is colored F. I love my coffee. I used to take it very sweet, but I worked my way down to no calorie coffee. I really am not a sweet coffee fan anymore. If I go to a fancier coffee place, I get a nonfat latte. No sugar in the coffee. I tend to buy flavored coffee, though, so I enjoy the smell even more. Hazelnut, butter toffee, buttery caramel, etc. My co-workers always wonder what the sweet smell is if they haven’t noticed that I have my cup of coffee. I do drink just plain black coffee if that’s all that’s available, though.
This one was an easy choice.
I would definitely choose D. Getting paid to read would be great!
If I’m getting paid to read, then i wouldn’t have to worry about A.
Not every book can be amazing, so, B is out.
I don’t really have a favorite character, so C is out.
I have an upcoming vacation. I am doing the last minute things, even though it’s not really last minute yet.
I went to purchase what I need for the trip. I haven’t quite finished, but I got the majority done.
I tried to get a mani pedi done, but I ended up getting called in to go to work, so only the pedi got done.
I got to work and finished up on record time. Then I went to buy sunglasses for the trip. I am almost ready! I am planning on getting the manicure soon.
I also found a lot of memes and book related photos to write about when I’m away. I am sure I’ll have time to write, so I’ll publish when I’m back. At least I don’t have to think about what I’m going to write about. I’ll figure out other topics, too, while I’m away. Always thinking…
After all the trouble getting the license plate and scheduling and rescheduling everything, yesterday was the day that I had to get the car to the police station to get the fix it ticket signed off.
I managed to get the license plate, tape, and cleaning wipes to the car. I found a good spot to attach the plate. I had been warned that the tape I used will be PERMANENT. No problem.
I got up to the police station and there were two women in the station already. They also had a fix it ticket to take care of. I overheard “Well, your fix it ticket is for not having the sticker on your car. Your sticker is there in your hand, so I can’t sign off that it was fixed, because I can see that it wasn’t. If it’s in your hand, it’s not on your car.” The response: “We left the car at home, so we wanted to show that we got the sticker.” Ummmm…. The very patient officer suggested that they go home and put the sticker on the car and then try to get the ticket signed. “but, the type of ticket you have requires you to go downtown to fix it, or over to the college.” Oh, boy… I was not hopeful that I could get my ticket signed.
The officer sent the two ladies on their way. I didn’t even get a chance to say anything and the officer took the ticket from me. “Oh, a license plate. I actually have to go look.” I told him to look at it as getting a walk and some fresh air in. “A walk? How far away did you park? Don’t tell me you left your car at home, too!” No no. It’s across the street about four cars down, parked perpendicularly. He looked at it. “Yes, there’s a plate there.” He signed my paper and I thanked him and told him to enjoy his walk back. He said that he was glad I didn’t go when it was raining.
I got home and copied the paperwork and got it in an envelope with a stamp. We even made it to the post office that same day.
Now, I just need the radio pulled out of the other car, and I’ll donate that. Getting stuff done! I am not mentioning the library books that need to go back before I leave on my trip.