You know what they should call appointments for your car? The sit and wait for hours so we can leave your car in the parking lot while we work on the other 100 cars we gave that appointment to club.
Even though there are only 6 mechanics on duty.
Someone should be shanked.
As soon as they announced my car was ready I bolted the hell out of there and went straight for my new stools that I could feel selling out during Pier 1’s floor model sale. I could feel them selling.
The Hubster and I ran in and there they were. The stools I wanted. And there were two of them left.
Thank the baby Jesus, no one is getting shanked today!
So here I am, back in business on my blog. These wooden stools are 4 inches taller than my previous stools. Now my arms are not constantly straining upwards and causing my shoulder muscles to seize up.
My doctor threatened my life a month ago. She said if I didn’t stop blogging while sitting at a stool too low for my computer, she’d have to kill me to shut me up. I kept asking her to fix my arms and she kept telling me no drugs on the planet would make it better as long as I sat at the computer on a low stool.
I still think morphine could have done the trick. And I could have made some side money sharing it with friends.
But since that would have landed me in jail, I’m glad I decided to just buy new stools.
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