Working until midnight and crashing in one of the production studios to sleep, I was barely asleep before it was time to get up to be on-air by 6 a.m. My workday ended at 12:15 p.m. but the wife had me run a chore for her; wash the car.
Simple little task.
Don’t bet on it! That turned into a real fiasco.
The wash I normally use used to allow customers to buy gas and a car wash at the pump. They stopped that practice and I ended up going to the bank to get cash.
At the first bank the ATM was out of money. I’ve never heard of such a thing!
It’s a money-operation and there’s no cash in the machine! Give me a friggin’ break.
So it’s off to the next closest bank.
The route is right through the stupidest drivers in the world. People with their left blinker lights on, moving right and cutting me off. Stuff like that.
But I got the money, I got the car washed and I got home in time. It is time for bed, I’m thinking.
My bed has been pulled apart and the sheets are being washed. Bless my son’s God-mother, but I wish she would have had better timing.
The sheets are tumbling dry now and soon I’ll lay down. Sleep which seemed so far away is now so close.
Tomorrow morning when I roll out of bed at 3:30, I’ll probably not even remember all this.
It’ll be later in the morning that I think about how my day got twisted by a car wash request and an ATM and I’ll laugh at it.