tomorrow I'm gifting myself neoprene socks and gloves
The neoprene hands and feet will make a big difference. Hope you managed to get some today. I wear the feet even in summer to protect from weaver fish which lurk in the wet sand.
Never made it to the neoprene stuff store, or even to breakfast or lunch. (OK, that's me feeling overly sorry for myself, I never have breakfast anyway.)
I had my usual aqua class at 10:30, went to the supermarket afterwards and was really excited to go buy my neoprene self-gifts.
And then my car didn't work anymore.
Usually after getting home from swimming I feed the guinea pigs and rabbits, and have something to eat myself.
If you have to spend an hour and a half waiting for the mechanic to come, in front of a supermarket is not the worst place. They have a toilet (for employees only, but they're a friendly small-town supermarket), and I was lucky to have brought full pot of coffee.
Mechanic came, couldn't solve the problem then and there, so a tow truck was called to bring my car to get hopefully repaired.
I have a subscription type thing for trouble on the road, so the upcoming (hopefully) repairs I'll have to pay for, but the roadside mechanic and tow truck are both within my subscription.
And then I found out my subscription even allows for a couple of days of using a replacement car, I had no idea!
So first I got a ride in the truck to the city with the replacement car (30 minutes), did the paperwork for that and drove to the repair place (another 30 minutes drive).
And then I drove back home (yet another 30 minutes), at which point it was 5:30 and those poor guinea pigs still hadn't had their breakfast.
Neither did I, but it being almost 5, I decided a Belgian beer was called for. Sounds bad if you call it liquid breakfast, sounds pretty good if you call it intermittent fasting or twomad, pick your choice!
Evening meal was the same as yesterday, shawarma with onions, bell pepper, raw endive and a garlicky spicy sauce. Midnight snack of chicory and hummus, and pork scratching with aioli will follow.
Looked the same as yesterday too, so you'll get a pic of my poor car instead.
It seems to be electronically confused and possibly a bit nauseous: if I turn the key, the windshield wipers start to wipe, the headlights go on and no way to turn them off. It even spit out one of my favourite CD's that has been stuck unplayably in the CD player for over 4 years.
The replacement car will have to be returned on monday, in the same city where they sell the neoprene things, and I found a neighbour happy to go with me and get me back home on monday!
