Thursday, September 3, 2009

Got My Wheels Back

Yesterday D dropped me off at the dealership so that I could pick my car up. After paying for the work I went out and started the car. I opened all the windows to let some of the heat out. I thought I smelt something burning. It was nice to drive home but as I parked the car in the garage I once again smelt something burning. I decided to back the car out onto the driveway. D came home and took it for a drive ... there was no more smell. Looks like it must have been some oil on the hot exhaust. Sounds like I know what I’m talking about ... not ... D said that is what it probably was.

While I drove home from the dealership, D went and got a burger and a shake from Burger Baron. He came back home and we sat outside on the patio in 30C (86F) and ate.

I was quite anxious to go for another drive, so I went to Sears to see if I could find a wheeled backpack. I remembered luggage and backpacks to be on the main floor right inside the doors ... well that must have been a while ago as they weren’t there. I don’t have the energy anymore to look for stuff so I just left. I then drove to another mall as I once again remembered there was a luggage store in a particular spot ... well I just kept driving as the mall and parking lot is under construction and everythings a mess.

It is a good thing I don’t consume much because I can’t really shop for anything anymore. I would have to get a walker or scooter and I’m not ready for that. Not sure if I will ever be.


Sherry said...

Glad you had your wheels back!! But isn't it annoying when stores change their layout and you can't find what you are looking for? With reduced energy it becomes apparent how dependent we can become on "knowing" where things are. Hope you find what you are looking for without having to go through too much hassle.

Bill said...

Hang in there Daria. Good vibes coming your way from down here in Denver!

Sara Diana said...

Glad you got your car back. As for scooters and stuff, I have invested in a granny trolley. Yes at the age of 42, I have a granny trolley. It means I can buy my stuff in town without having to lug heavy bags. I am not proud, I am adaptable and I am a survivor!! Must blog about my trolley.