Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2011-06-24 05:09:01 (UTC)

Out of the Toilet

It's a good think I don't really celebrate birthday's, because if I did I would have considered this birthday a complete and total failure... well, at least up until 3pm.

When I woke up this morning I was instantaneously in a bad mood. Mainly because I knew I had to deal with the broke down Impala and I couldn't go to the gym because Snookums took the RAV to work (rightfully so, of course). So, that made me slightly cranky. I laid in bed all morning, watching a CSI: Las Vegas marathon, which did take my mind off of my irritation... slightly.

Snookums told me not to worry about it. He told me that when he got home from work, he'd deal with the car. I didn't have to think about it at all. Honestly, I didn't believe him at first. My husband doesn't take things upon himself if he doesn't have to. He usually defers to me to fix any and all of our familial problems. I've grown accustomed to this from him. But, I did what he told me to. I relaxed and waited for him to come home. Which didn't take long. He was home by 11am.

The Impala put up a fight. First, Snookums tried to jump it (again). It wouldn't hold a charge. Then he tried to take the battery out, but he didn't have the right tools. I suggested he use our 9V outlet charger (it plugs into the 9V outlets of each vehicle and somehow charges the battery that way). Thankfully, that worked and he was able to drive Paula to Auto Zone to have the battery checked. Turns out it was bad (we had a 5 year battery in there and we've been driving around in that car for 7 years). So, now there's a brand spankin' new 8 year battery in there. That should outlive the Impala for sure... maybe. Paula might surprise us.

After Snookums came home with a smoothly-running car, I already started feeling better. My day improved even more when Snookums suggested I go to the gym. There's nothing in the world I love more than exercise. I love working out. I'd workout twice a day if I had the time. It's an addiction. I know it, but at least it's a controlled addiction. I eat enough, so I'm not scary skinny and I don't spend my entire day doing it. There could be plenty of other vices one could have that are far worse :)

My birthday gift to myself was a trip to Trader Joe's. That may sound lame, but I told my family not to buy me gifts. I get so much of what I want and everything I need on a daily basis. My birthday is really just another day. I bought myself a bouquet of wildflowers and a few special items for dinner with my Snookums. Crab stuffed halibut, Trader Joe's parmesan garlic bread and their pumpkin cheesecake (which we haven't eaten yet). It's been a good evening. I have to thank my Snookums for pulling my day out of the toilet. I love him so much :)




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