Well, sigh. A bit of a rough start today. But nothing I can’t handle! But also, sigh. I wonder if my car insurance office is open the day after Thanksgiving?
Yesterday was lovely and lazy, my parents are still in shock and exhaustion (they were with Grandpa 24 hours a day for the week before he died, which was a blessing, but also very emotionally and physically exhausting). So I picked up dinner from Whole Foods, then brought the dog over to their place and we had a lowkey 12 hours together. Heated the meal and ate it, had naps, walked the dog, played card games, walked to the lake, and then watched our favorite rural Veteranian reality show and I drove home.
I had a hard time getting going today but finally got myself started, first thing, even before getting dressed, I had to finish hemming the tablecloth we are using for Second Thanksgiving today (my friends and I are hosting our parents at our new place). Then just as I was getting ready to go for a festive COVID test (I get them every 2 weeks, just for fun), my friends texted that they were dying for coffee and I offered to pick it up at the Starbucks by the testing place.
Okay, here’s where it gets MAGICAL. I parked my car at the Starbucks, went inside and got the order, came out, and in those 2 minutes Little Elves had attempted to break into my car! As I choose to believe it, invisible Elves from the north pole saw the bags of groceries in my back seat, were confused by the reindeer ears on my car, assumed they were presents for Santa, used their Elf Strength to rip the handle of my trunk, then realized it was a mistake and magically Poofed away back to the North Pole.
So then I drove to my garage that is two blocks away, guy said “I can glue it on, it would take a few hours, and then I’ll order a replacement part and call you when it is in”. Then I drove from the garage back home, called my friends to run down and get their coffee and the groceries, then back to the garage and left the car.
But it gets even more MAGICAL!!! I had to walk home from the garage and I was wishing I had headphones, so I thought I might as well stop in at the weird electronics storefront across the street. I asked if they had bluetooth headphones, they did! Strangely mixed assortment, with no prices on them, along with speakers, computers, car parts, etc. Ready to pay, told they only take cash, no credit card. Since I didn’t have cash, I left. I choose to believe that this is another Santa outpost. Since they are secretly working for the North Pole, they can’t have credit card receipts, prices, packaging, or any kind of paper trail. MORE ELVES!!!!!
Anyway, now I am home and thinking about the magic of the season all around me, and also that I should donate more money to my local food pantry because apparently the people in my neighborhood aren’t in the best financial place this holiday season.
Oh, and that I should call my insurance agent and see if I am covered for Random Acts of Elves in Parking Lots.