2017-10-16 Sometimes the Fates Decide

Late on Saturday my mom decided she wanted to drive home on Sunday instead of Monday so once Sunday breakfast was over we loaded up all of our stuff into the Jeep to get on the road out of town. However, the fates had different plans for us and decided we should stick around until Monday like we had originally planned.

We left my brothers house and did what people do when they are getting on the highway in that we stopped for gas. I insisted we make a second stop so I could get a latte. When we got back in the vehicle and turned it on, it started to idle heavily and when she tried to drive it, it went a couple of blocks in the parking lot and then just refused to go when she pushed on the gas. Then the check engine light started to flash.

So we had a very un-fun afternoon on the phone with emergency roadside assistance, getting tows, and discovering that she put diesel fuel in her tank by accident. So we had to get a second tow to a nearby Jeep dealership where the vehicle would stay until someone could take a look at it when they opened on Monday morning.

We went back to my brothers house and unloaded all of our stuff. I guess we were meant to stay in Colorado and should not have tried to change the plan. It was a beautiful afternoon and I walked from the first car place back to my brother’s house. After the dust on all that excitement settled, Lance came to take me to his place in downtown Denver where we walked some more on 6th street looking for a place to eat. We settled on Blue Sushi, which is one of my favorites.

After that he and I went back to his place and talked more and watched TV. I took an Uber back home to my brothers as Lance and I had both been drinking all evening. I came home to a mostly quiet house and proceeded to settle back into my spot on the couch in the basement. I’m really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed, hopefully tonight.

The service department at the Jeep dealership has confirmed there was minimal damage to the vehicle (very lucky) and they should be able to flush it out and get us back on the road by about 2PM today. At this point my mom and I are both super anxious to get home even though we were not originally going to be leaving until today anyway.

It’s another beautiful day out right now (sunny and 60 degrees) and I’m going to take a walk and enjoy that to pass the time while I wait. I wish I had my bike here. Next time, I will totally bring that so I can ride the trails.

Happy Monday,
~Miss SugarCookie

2017-03-15 Beware the Ides of March

Here it is again.. The Ides of March. I’m not really a superstitious person, but there’s a black cloud that hangs over this day in history and I tend to tread a little more cautiously because of it.

According to the almighty wiki:

The Ides of March (Latin: Idus Martiae, Late Latin: Idus Martii)[1] is a day on the Roman calendar that corresponds to 15 March. It was marked by several religious observances and became notorious as the date of the assassination of Julius Caesar in 44 BC. The death of Caesar made the Ides of March a turning point in Roman history, as one of the events that marked the transition from the historical period known as the Roman Republic to the Roman Empire.[2]

For more… “The Ides of March”

For me personally, this day has been marked with events that also have been impactful to my life and the lives of people around me.

On March 15th, my dad had a heart attack. He lived to tell about it but it was the last day he ever smoked a cigarette and he’s been a much healthier person ever since. That’s his story to tell and not mine, but it shook us all and was a grave reminder that life is short and that we should cherish the ones we love and be healthy for our sake and theirs.

In 2009, my marriage was falling apart and I made the decision to leave. That was probably the most difficult decision of my entire life thus far.

In 2010, it was the day my divorce was final. It was just him and I in the courtroom that day (no lawyers) surrounded by lots of other strangers also untying knots. We held hands because it was too much. It was the final turning point in our story. Life would never be the same again.

There have been other things that have happened to other people around me and not for me personally, but it’s enough to heed the warning of the soothsayer.

I’ve got an interesting day ahead of me. I have lots of work to get done and a couple of meet-ups that I’m really looking forward to. I’m sure it will all speed by and, if the fates allow, I will be waking up on March 16th having survived the Ides again.

Until Tomorrow,
Miss SugarCookie