Birthday
I am also quite tired today. Going to have an afternoon nap. Mmmm.
Can the small events of the day be translated into words and numbers?
On my way home yesterday, Stella started driving just as I walk after too many drinks. And even though Stella is driving around with spirits in her tank, something else was wrong. I knew immediately that the tire was flat; I have had this exiting experience before with Alfred. Then, in the rain, my mother picked me up. I ate, returned with a car full of tools and still I did not manage to remove the spare tire. Buuuhhh. I had to bring the flat tire home, and after having removed a huge metal thing, patched it four different places and half a litre of coffee, the tire could be replaced. The only problem is: It is really difficult to fit the tire without removing the spare one first... In the end of the day: Good support from my family, a pleasant cup of coffee with Helen. And at last, I drove Stella to work today.