I woke up this morning, for the third time, and the sun was shining. I walked outside, and it was warm, but not too hot. I was excited that I might actually get to mow my grass today.
Fast forward a few hours, and we are on our way home from making a car payment. Mother Nature releases her fury once again, and we are pounded with rain.
Our van picks this moment to have the wipers stop working.
Now, as most of you know, I don't drive, and I am a horrible passenger. I am nervous and tense, and driving in the pouring rain with no wipers is not my idea of fun. Luckily, Junior is an awesome driver, and we weren't too far away from home. He just drove extra slow, and we made it here in one piece.
I informed him then that I refuse to get back into the van until the wipers are fixed.
I am happy to say my handy husband has them fixed already.
1 comment:
Oh how I wish you could share some of that wet stuph with us here in Southern California!
Hugs and blessings,
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