So I felt the need to write about my half-day today, which is a Tuesday. It's basically a bunch of sappy boring stuff. If you don't care about my day, don't read about it. Hah.
Last night, I was asked to go to Salem to pick some stuff up, today, for my mom, and to figure out how to get up there. There are two cars involved in this operation. One is an Albany-only car, and the other one is road-worthy enough to get to Salem.
I made plans with the interested parties, and planned the rest of my day around it. I was to drop my dad off at work using the road-worthy car in the morning, take a nap, and use his car to get to Salem, then pick him up from work when he was done. That's no problem for me.
Last night progressed real fast, and by the time I realized it, it was almost time to drop my dad off at work. I decided to take a nap, since the plan was to have him wake me up. I woke up on my own at about 8:30 this morning wondering why no one woke me up, and I was told the plans changed. Plans that were up to me to make were changed out from under me, and now I had to get up to Salem around 10am to pick up the goods. Turns out my mom needed the stuff from Salem to ship off to family in another place, and she needed to get it all done as early as possible.
I had maybe two hours of sleep under my belt at this point, following a pretty busy Monday.
The plans changed as such that I was to take the Albany-only car and swap it with the road-worthy car so I could get to Salem. Okay. So on the way to pick up the correct car, some things happened, which don't need to be elaborated on. Let's just say they set the mood for the rest of the day.
I got to Salem without a problem, and picked up the stuff I was supposed to pick up. On the way back to Albany, however, I started to hear a strange clicking from the center console. It was intermittent, and went away when I turned the blinkers or warning lights on. I figured it was a faulty relay of sorts, but I had to pull over on I-5 to make sure my lights weren't going insane. Found nothing, and continued back to Albany. I decided that, instead of making my mom drive a car making strange noises, I'd swap out for the Albany-only car.
I swapped the cars out, and decided to stop at the music store to buy some bow rosin for a violin that a friend of mine bought. Today is likely to be the last time I'd see her for quite some time, which I'll elaborate on later, and so I needed to get the rosin today. Albany Music and Sound was fresh out of the rosin. So suddenly, a trip to Corvallis was in order, so I could get the rosin from Gracewinds Music. The problem was that I didn't want to take the road-worthy car without knowing what was causing the clicking, and the Albany-only car isn't always up to the task of driving that distance to Corvallis. I was in a pinch.
I went home to let my mom do her stuff, and relaxed for an hour before heading out to Corvallis. I decided to just risk taking the Albany-only car, since it had made the drive to Corvallis once before.
I got to Corvallis, parked my car, got out locking the door as usual, and immediately after shutting the door, I realized the car was still running with the keys in the ignition. Wow, Matt. I called AAA for assistance, only to find out I'm no longer authorized to use my parents' account. Which meant I had to have my mom call AAA to temporarily authorize me. That happened, and then I had to wait.
For 45 minutes. It took AAA 45 minutes to get to me, and the car was running the whole time.
Needless to say, I was relieved to be back on my way to Albany, but I new the hardest part of my day was still ahead. I'd have 30 minutes to relax before retrieving some of my belongings from the house of the girl I love, and say bye to her. Our much-too-short relationship is over as of yesterday, and this was likely to be the last time I'd see her for quite some time. The bow rosin was for her. I packaged it up along with a note in a little tin and brought it with me.
I arrived at her place not expecting to see her, but she was there. I brought my stuff down to the car, and she stood at the top of the stairs. We gave each other one last good hug, and I saw tears in her eyes. My eyes wanted to produce tears as well, but they didn't for whatever reason.
It hit me harder than I thought it would, but I didn't have time to dwell on it, as I had company coming over in the next hour. I took a nap and woke up to my company arriving early. He never arrives early. What the hell. Luckily nothing went wrong while we were building models together.
I burned my tongue on some beef.
And that's it. This all happened between 8:30am and 3:00pm today, and I don't think I've felt so "off" in recent years. Thanks for reading.
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