or at least i was planning to spend all day tuesday preparing for it.
the kids were helping me pack their hiking shoes, which involved trying them on. they didn't fit. none of their active shoes fit! so we packed into the car and drove to a shoe store. on the way, the car was acting very badly, which i desperately wanted to ignore, but knew for safety reasons i shouldn't. we parked, we bought shoes, everyone was happy.
we went out to the parking lot, loaded our new shoes and ourselves into the car, and it wouldn't start.
so we unloaded everything and everyone, called a tow truck, tried to arrange for a cab ride (you guys, my uber app first told me it would be a $40 ride, then the app broke, so no ride was arranged through those guys, who are all probably jerks anyway).
instead, i called david, who happily left his busy work day to come get us. i was irritated.
these guys thought this whole adventure was the best thing that ever happened to them.
we finally got david back to work, the car towed and repairs started, returned home for packing and sorting, and then....we had fudgisicles.
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I remember days like that. In retrospect, they were the best times of my life.
Those shoes are my job. Sorry for dropping the ball on that one. I'm not normal these days.
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