Without my ride…
We took The Truck in today to get something or other done to it. They said it would take a while so my DH asked to take my car to work. Reasonable, as I ran errands like crazy yesterday and don’t really need to go anywhere today - and I’ve got tons of work to do here.
But there’s a big difference between not needing to go anywhere, and not planning to go anywhere - and not being ABLE to go anywhere! (Well, that I can’t just walk to, at least.) It’s just funny. I don’t even like to drive (I know, I know, I’m weird). But not having the car here just feels….wrong, y’know?