EveningPurr of Zenith

[ismo]

We got our car back. They got the wrong part yesterday and had to re-order, but it was all done by 10 am. They changed the calipers and brake pads, rebalanced and rotated the tires, and flushed the transmission and coolant system. It does seem to drive more smoothly, and no more squeaking of the brakes. It was in time for me to meet up with Madame for lunch. She got there before I did, which is unusual. I saw that her rental car was in the parking lot. When I asked her about it, she said her old car was still in the shop, because they had found more things that needed fixing. She looked at me darkly. "I'm rethinking EVERYTHING!" she said. Well, that sounded intriguing, but it turns out she's only rethinking her car choices. It has dawned on her that she really wants a lovely new car like the one she's been driving, not the old beat-up one that has been through a wreck. Being western Michigan Dutch, she tends to be a bit . . . frugal shall we say, so I applaud this decision! She definitely deserves a new car, and it would be safer, as well.

I came home and did 600 more words. My female villain is quite deliciously villainous, if I do say so myself. I'm going to make sure she doesn't die at the end, because that would be a waste. Then I dashed off to the store to get some vegetables, because we were completely out except for a few sad-looking carrots and a wrinkly green pepper. By this time, it was getting hot. Not by world-historical standards, but it was 90 or so, and I started feeling faint as I lugged the groceries into the house. I then cooked at top speed, though not at all subtly. It was a very basic dinner: beef stroganoff and noodles, green beans, and chopped kale and cucumber salad. Now I'm tired. Fortunately, we're still working on going to bed early.

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[oracne]

Heat wears me out.