Today was a good day. I was really nervous about how much it was going to cost to fix my car. I feel like I'm just bleeding money these days. I went to pick it up, and IT COST NOTHING! The problem was two cracked spark plugs which they replaced free of charge. Not even $20 for the labor or anything! And the car runs great! I love when stuff like this happens. You grow to expect a certain amount of buffoonery from people, a certain amount of unscrupulous business practice, but not at Larkspur Gas and Service, I tell you!
Tomorrow is the last day of third grade. I have had a number of not-so-subtle reminders that the kid is growing up so fast, like the earrings in her formerly un-adorned ears, the baby shoes I found in the garage last weekend and cried over, and the fact that, in my head, third grade started about a week ago, and I am just getting up to speed. Tomorrow she will go to an assembly in the gym where the third graders are handed the proverbial baton from the outgoing fourth graders, and I just can't believe it. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN????
So, a word to all you parents out there with kids younger than 9. THIS WILL HAPPEN TO YOU! You will also look back on your young childrens' lives and wonder what the hell happened to 9 years, and it will scare the living shit out of you just like it is scaring the living shit out of me. Everyone tells you to savor every minute while your kids are little, and it is unbelievably hard to do. I'm too busy savoring peace and quiet! And naps! And reruns of Sex and the City! So I will not tell you to savor every minute. Instead, I will tell you to do your best.
How the hell did this happen? How did I get all weepy? This always happens at the end of the school year. I always get sentimental. Would you feel better if I told you my 'rhoids were acting up today? Or that I let a fart rip in the library, and it was a stinky one?