Flying down the interstate, on my way to class (late again!) when I notice this strange smell in my van...gets worse the closer I get to school. So I turn around and head BACK down the interstate towards home, knowing that something is WRONG (I'm smart that way). Almost to my exit, and the cab of my van starts filling up with steam!!! I mean, it's just boiling up from the dash and through the vents.
So, I'm thinking, maybe I should pull over. (Told ya I was smart). So...thank the universe for AAA, I wait for the tow truck and am rewarded by being picked up by a really cute guy! Woohoo. Get to the automotive place, and they take me right in! Not good news tho...they think it's the combustible debobulator on the whachamacallit and it'll take a month to fix and cost $85,00000000000. That's ok tho, coz I have a credit card!
Call the car rental place...they'll come pick me up! BUT...all they have is a truck, they say. Sok, I'm starving and I need transportation. BUT!! When I get there, they say...hey, we just got a convertible in if you're interested AND we'll give you a lower rate than on the truck! Now, with my ability to rapidly calculate complicated financial thingees, I say...HELL YEAH!!!!
So, my rotten morning turned out not all bad. I've never driven a convertible before and it only took me 35 tries to get the top down (hey, how was I supposed to know it won't work when tooling down the hiway at 85??!) So now I'm home..who cares if my hair is snarled and my lips are blue from the cold?? And really, fingertips are overrated and, imo, unnecessary parts of my anatomy.
Sigh...I have to take it back tomorrow and return to my frumpy ol' mom image. But for today....I believe I can fly!!! It's my Valentine's Day present to myself!
Dana