(no subject)

I spent yesterday gardening, which provided space for reflection but also a driving focus on a physical task that requires a certain degree of problem solving and attention, and feel much better today.

Today: More gardening! And a little writing, if I can manage it.

(no subject)

I just had my mom's pick up break down while sticking out into traffic at a busy four way intersection complete with four lane highway.

Which was of course the street I was sticking out into. All handled now! A cyclist whose clip shoes and arthritis prohibited him attempting to help me push talked me through the basic safety procedures I was too scrambled by the people honking at me to remember in order and offered me his phone. And a crew of arborists from the park district helped me roll the truck out of the main drag. And then a police officer came by and gave me traffic cones even though I was so scared and flustered (police frighten me) that I'm pretty sure I wasn't very coherent. I couldn't remember the name of the street where Dad has a contract. Also he ran my license which was as always scary but the truck's registration is up to date and nothing especially bad happened.

And then Dad got there and determined that the truck was, in fact, out of gas and I was right in the first place.

The fuel gauge is shot, which I knew, but I haven't been driving the thing and didn't know it was low. fffff.

So Dad got more gas and I walked back home and it could have been much worse but this week. This week.