Cleaning Frenzy and Pump Rage

Have you ever gotten in a mood where you just feel like cleaning something and when you finish said task you find your cleaning craving not satisfied and before you know it you have accomplished many extra cleaning tasks. Such carrying away in cleaning may lead one to lose track of time thus causing one to miss the magical pre-rush hour happy traffic time, but then, no longer in a hurry to 'beat the rush,' you find you have time to leisurely fill up one's car with much needed gas and wash some of the built up guck on one's car windows (but only the driver's side of the car before another car pulls up behind and the pump goes schunk as it tops off the tank). One may then smile at the nice man waiting behind you, hop into the driver's seat, turn the key, click. Turn the key, click. Turn the key, click.

By this time a smidgeon of worry might creep into the back of one's mind as you open your door to express a hopeless and sincere apology to the nice man behind you, who is now looking quite angry and the nice young man at the next-door pump gives you an apologetic look. One wishes the nice young man was waiting behind you instead of the nice unhappy man who presently occupies his spot, or that by some luck the unhappy man will just keep his unhappy expression inside his car. One fears those infected with road rage, or those infected with the similar gas pump impatientness.

One hurriedly hops back in the driver's seat. "Please, please, please start so that the nice man behind me won't get any more angry with me..." Turn key, click. Turn key, click. Turn key, click. Take out key. Put in key. Turn key, chkchkchkchkpraaaawwWWWW! Ah, the happiness of one's car purring to life. One is saved from gas pump rage man (I am sure he must've just been in a real hurry to somewhere, I hope he made it alright.) and eventually makes it back home (an hour late due to opening up the hood and messing with things and asking a friend about the workings of car batteries before driving the hour home) to later find that the battery connections were just loose. YAY for simple solutions and simple problems!

I got to play at a Pep Band game...erm "Basketball" game (tee hee) last night and found out that we get to play at a few extra games the next couple weeks. I love to play, and pep band is always fun. Especially when we win silly little things. Fun times.

Hope you had a wonderful weekend! Keep up the smiles, someone could be watching you! Stay safe, and don't get too angry with other drivers on the road or at the pump. : )

-The Band Neeek