Catch-up Blog for Today

This blog is late because Fio's day was not what she expected. The neat list she composed last night turned out to be pure speculative fiction.

The first unplanned-for item was the hour-long trip across town to the doctor's office to get Husband checked out--with Fio driving his big sedan on the toll road. Yoicks! And when she and Husband tried to go home, another drama ensued: they couldn't unlock the car doors. Now, Husband knew the driver's-side door had stopped unlocking the night before, but what was wrong with the other ones? And how were they going to get back home? Break the windows?

In desperation, Husband pushed all the buttons on the control, and the car beside them lifted its trunk lid. Yes, Fio and Husband had been trying to break into the wrong silver car. Later, in the pharmacy, Fio dropped about thirty cards of various types on the floor when she was trying to pay for Husband's medication.

Somehow Fio made it through the rest of the afternoon with no further screw-ups, even though she was sandwiching about seven different errands into one frantic trip into Georgetown. But this time she was driving her own car, all its doors worked, and it was blue, not silver.