I had worked myself up about my hospital appointment, so I wasn't in the best place. Then, as I was driving to work, my beautiful car decided to break down. I burst into tears. Good times. An hour and a half later the AA man showed up and bless him, did his absolute best roadside and in the rain to fix her, but no luck.
So I got toed to the garage. Have you ever been toed? Man, that was possibly one of the scariest experiences of my life. I think if they had filmed me, I would have paid for the work I needed doing in a swear box!
My car is currently at the garage. I'm waiting to hear how bad it is. Thankfully they lent me a Yaris, which isn't the funnest drive, but so much better than catching a bus. Silver lining, because I was forced to listen to the radio, I had Radio 2 on & Imelda May played live on the breakfast show- That wouldn't have happened, had I been in my own car.
The hospital appointment was actually good news, so that was a weight off my mind.
It sucks about the car and it will mean less pennies for Canada. But I'm going. 43 days. Adventures ahoy.
Lets just remember this:
Happy Friday folks!
xoxo
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