There are 25 items on my Urgent To Do List, ten of which have to be done before Monday. I have already gotten all the dirty clothes out of all three of my suitcases and sorted them; there was a total of six loads, two of which can't go into the dryer. So far my leggings are all hanging to dry, which is good, as I do not have any left and it is really too hot to be wearing jeans. And I only have one clean pair of jeans, anyway.
So at 4:45 this afternoon I got a call from Chad, saying he didn't know who else to call. He was at the Ford dealership down the street because the transmission in his car had died violently. It's under warrantee, so no huge problem, except he needs a car until his is repaired. The warrantee will cover a rental car, so still no big deal -- except to rent a car you must have a credit card, and he does not.
Being who I am and Chad being who he is, I agreed to rent the car for him. But I had to leave at 5:15 to get Justice to driving school. And Enterprise would be closed before I could get back. (What kind of car rental company closes at 6:00?!) And Alex, who now has a car and drivers license, wasn't home. (Please don't ask why Steve couldn't takeJustice. I don't even know if he was home. But he screams bloody murder if anyone asks him to drive anywhere these days. He spends most of his time in bed.)
So there was a very tense 20 minutes, but then fortunately Alex got home and agreed to take Justice to driving school. And I signed all the papers to rent a car for Chad. So everything turned out okay, except that I doubt very much that Justice has money to buy her dinner at Taco Time during her break. They are very hard pressed to put food on the table over there these days.
I have to pick up Justice and take her home at 8:30. After which I will have to go immediately to bed so I can get up early enough for my Yoga class in the morning.
Are you beginning to get the reason why I'm not posting much anymore?