My day started with the rat a tat tat of roofers at the house behind my fence, about thirty feet from my bedroom. But that’s OK. It was nine o’clock and I really wanted to see that house repaired and lived in for the first time in years. So there was a balance of aggravation and reward. Who knew that would be the cadence of my day?
Breakfast and then off to the grocery store for prescriptions that had to be picked up today, not to mention groceries. I was ahead of my normal schedule. Looking good. Turned the key to the car and NOTHING. I mean nothing! No sound at all. Calm down. This is why I have a battery charger. Except the sound of complete silence was all I got with it attached.
Aha! This is why I have GEICO roadside assistance. An hour later a tow truck arrived. His device, looking a lot like mine, but more industrial started the car right up! I breathed a sigh of relief, but was still concerned about a bigger problem. Mine was a two month old battery. How could it do that to me? It must be defective. The tow truck guy scribbled on his pad, then nosed around my car.
“Did you recently turn on these two lights inside your car?”
“Those? No.”
“When was the last time you drove it?”
“A week ago Friday, eight days ago.”
“You sure you didn’t turn these lights on?”
“Not since I looked for a receipt about a week ago. Oh.”
But again, this was good news. My new battery might not be defective. Only the driver. To be certain I followed instructions and went to Auto Zone and had them check it out. It was charging fine by then. Bless their hearts, they had no idea when they sold me that battery they took me to raise. You see the very first day my son dropped it into his pickup bed onto a crowbar and battery acid poured everywhere. They had to come out in hazmat mode to clean it up—and give me a new battery. Now this. I’m sorry, Auto Zone.
Finally, I’m picking up my meds, which should be free or very cheap because I finally finished my deductible.
“Do I owe anything?” I asked.
“$76.00.
“What? This is what I always pay, but my deductible is behind me!”
The pharmacist was sympathetic and as bummed by insurance companies as I. There was nothing he could do. But my car had made it to the druggist and my heart would not go into overdrive without meds, so in balance, all was good.
I realized it was late afternoon by then and I had forgotten about lunch. That taste of Boars Head at the deli counter wasn’t quite enough. A little cup of pure cider was nice in produce department, but lunch was what I was missing. At the next turn was the demo lady. She was cooking meatball sandwich, soup, and mud pie. She was almost ready to serve.
“I’ll just pick up my wine in the next aisle and be right back. I’m starving, forgot to eat lunch.”
“Wine?” A waitng woman said. “Get me some.”
When I returned our demos were ready. They were generous. The three of us got into a conversation about the first time we had wine. I mentioned Boones Farm at age 30.
“Get outta here,” the other lady said, “Boones Farm was my first as a teenager.”
“Do they sell it in the U.S.?” she asked.
“They did,” I answered, “but I haven’t seen it in years. Where did you buy it?”
”Dominican Republic.”
We really wanted to uncork one of my wines to have with our lunch, but thought better of it.
“Give her an eggnog!” my new best friend told the demo lady.
So now I am swigging eggnog with a three course lunch. Not bad. All we lacked was rum.
“Oops, I forgot to announce the demo is ready,” said the demo lady.
I wondered why the three of us had time to visit.
So missing lunch seemed bad at first, but turned out to be delightful.
The bagger who took my groceries to the car would not leave until she knew the car started. If it didn’t she was prepared to put my cold items in refrigeration until I got on my way. IT STARTED. But had it not, I was covered.
Some might say I had a bad day, but no. No. I had a wonderful day. If all the negatives had not happened I would not have had the positives.
Okay, there’s one negative I haven’t balanced yet. In the mailbox waiting for me was a bill from the Toll Authority for two missed tolls for “someone” driving my car. I check the date. I insisted Jason drive my car to his oncology appointment that day to save his gas. He must have forgotten I don’t have a transponder. So I, who never drives on toll roads or Interstates has a toll violation. Where’s the good in that? It’s only $4.95, and I can pay online. Without going to jail, I assume. It’s all good.
Love it…..I’m beginning to have more days like these….☺ sylvia
Don’t forget. They’re all good. :-)
see all is good, Auto Zone is awesome about their help, mine did the same thing a week after I got a new battery – and went back, but truck had charged by then, so far so good – and I had the same thing with Aaron when he used my truck while visiting, I have no transponder either – kids!
They have been great at Auto Zone. Adding them to my list of good companies.
All in all, very good. :)
Yes, it really was. ☺
Some days are like that and yours turned out for the best. And of course, another unmentioned bonus was that you got a blog post out of it.
Only another blogger would think of that. Actually I have days start out so weird that I am writing a blog in my head all day. This was one of them.
What a great day! My first drunk was on Boones Farm, the very smell of it makes me nauseous to this day.
I’m sure your experience was repeated across the nation. :-) So glad to have you back. I check in every once in a while because I know it’s only a matter of time. How much time? Never can tell. :-)