I made it through the day. Remarkable. The deck is completely gone so I MUST NOT GO OUT THE BACK DOOR because I will fall and break my neck, midwifery bags flying.
Sean says because my car has been in (count'em) three accidents, we're done. No more trips to the collision place where I am on a first name basis with everyone.
Is my car jinxed? Ok, time to haul out the incantations and smudge and feathers and pink light aura. Build a healing globe of spooky illumination around the force field. Park under a pyramid.
Or maybe get huge headlights and massive speakers coming out of the roof with noises of a thousand starlings.
Or buy a giant truck and jack up the wheels so I need a step stool to get in. Or ride a horse.
I like the horse idea. Where are my riding boots and crop? Plus, horses are beautiful and smart.
I'll call mine True Blue and I'll be Miss Lois. With a cowboy hat. And fringe.