This is how life really works. I was taking a nap wen my daughter knocked
The last time by college daughter visited me, she parked downhill. She could not start her car, as she was too low on gas. So I had to buy a gas can with a funnel, get some gas, put it in her car and the car started.
I placed the gas can in her trunk for further emergencies.
Today my daughter visited. She parked downhill. Whoops – the car would not start. I gave her a lecture saying “You’d think you’d learn…”
So I opened the trunk. Whoops, no gas can. A friend had “borrowed” it.
So I took a milk carton out of the fridge, emptied it and went to the gas station. I filled the gallon carton with milk, picked up a couple paper funnels, came home and opened my daughter’s gas tank. Meanwhile she looked over the railing and asked if she could borrow my car to see some friends.
I opened the gas tank, stuck the funnel in. Whoops, you know that little tin covering over the gas hole. The funnel could not open it. So I placed the funnel in the gas tank, used the bow of my sun glasses to poke down the funnel and poke open the tin covering, poured the gas in.
The car started. Isn’t it amazing what gas will do?
So I throw away the funnel and carried my sun glasses upstairs to wash. Whoops they break in half as evidently gas and plastic don’t mix. If I were halfway bright, I would throw away the glasses; I bought them at the dollar store.
But I had to fix them. Found the super glue, glued them together, forgot I wasn’t suppose to glue my fingers, which were now attached to the glasses. With a tug I pulled my fingers off the glasses, lost some skin and ……
Oh well. As I said , that is how life really works. One miinute you’re taking a nap, the next minute you’re smelling like gas, your fingers are stuck together with super glue and your sunglasses look a bit crooked. Oh yes, and you’re out of milk.
Yes, of course, my daughter needed to borrow money to buy some gas. Seems the gas fairy passed her house the last couple of nights.