Tripping Sunday

It was a blessed Sunday that is. Yesterday seem to uplift my moral and somewhat re-align me to life. Been daydreaming widely this past few days. The bump plus the ever gloomy weather seemed to overshadow my brain. Of course who would not want the rain? No not me, but it's just too wicked when it rains sometimes, just unexplainable.

Morning sweep woke-up early as I have an appointment with a neighbor who'll fix Stellar's bump. Half-past nine and It was all done. Did not want to have it repainted this season so asked my neighbor to try hard not to damage the paint and he just did the finest job I may say. At least now I've got a glimpsed on how to fix such sort of car damage. Next time It will be D-I-Y for me.

Noon passed by and after doing some chores, waited for time to move swiftly. Little Kurdt has been an angel today. Sleep much after drinking his milk. As I was washing the car, my wife arrived and we both opted to bring the car to church and have it blessed. Parking was a mess in the church but then it was just in time, the mass just ended meaning the rest of the cars are about to leave. My wife approached a priest and after 2 months, Stellar has been finally blessed. Attended the next mass after the blessing and went home an hour after.

Now I need to try and keep focus. Kurdt's birthday is fast approaching :)

UberGloomyTuesdayThatIs

Closed doors... Key-in... Ignition...
Air-con vent opened... Tune the radio...
Check both side-mirrors... Check rear-view mirror...
Clutch stepped-on.. Crank to first-gear..
Hand on the steering-wheel... Release handbrake...
Mildly release clutch.. Turn the steering-wheel steadily...
Gently step-on accelerator... Then boom...

It's just heart-breaking that even the simplest of all things becomes so complicated. Try drowning yourself with bottles of beer just to forget the simplest possible error there is. Just ain't enough you think. Whole bitter day just to check what is reality. All in all am just shadowing the person whom I elegantly poise on the top deck. This is sickening when all we wanted to is just to break ground. Breaking? I know someone who's great in doing this stuff...

Dead-tired of this phase. Maybe minor errors are just part of the learning curve. Maybe there's just 101 records broken every second. Maybe there's no real word such as 'maybe'. Well that is if those so called errors surprisingly takes toll of somebody else. Now I'll be posting my own penance. No more driving for you kiddo...

by: Somebody-Else-On-The-Back-Of-One's-Mind