Thank What It's Friday?

Today started out pretty good.

I had a full morning planned because I was going to my sisters to help her put up a cabinet in her bathroom that she's been asking for help with for a month and I had time today. I got my drill and found some of those drywall thingys for screws. I was prepared. And I needed to go to the grocery store as usual because we are out of stuff but strangely not milk. Still I wrote my list.

So I got dressed and got in my car.

And my car wouldn't start.

And my husband was working and he said he would try to come back by but he didn't think he could and that I should look for the charger. It might be under the carport. Or in the shed. Maybe behind the surfboards.

And I said, I don't know how to charge it.

And he said I should learn. What if he was dead? I should know how to do this stuff.

And I thought, If you were dead I would call somebody else, but I said,

Ok.

And he said, go on YouTube and look up how to do it.

And then he got off the phone and my Internet was not working.

So I messed around with the wires and re-set stuff and it was still off so I wandered around the house for a little while and then came back and finally it was on.

So I watched. About 5 different videos. With about 5 different instructions, including this guy:

How to make people with dead batteries nervous

who I think might be drunk

and bleeding to death.

So I went to the shed and found the charger and put my car hood up.
And I looked at the battery.
And I looked at the charger.
And then I read the instructions on the charger.
And then I looked at the charger
And then I looked at the battery
And then I cried.

And then I went in and cried some more.

Because we we're out of Little White Donuts.

And Little Debbie's.

And because my husband is a meanie.

Until he came home after all and and charged my car.

And then he told I could go help my sister and go to the store.

Just not to drive over any bumps because he couldn't get the strap back on the battery.

So I drove like I was 80 and finally finished.

And I am home safe.

And Middlest just sent me a text.

She said,
I passed Economics and now I feel like I'm going to cry.

She PASSED Ecomomics.

I think I might cry.