The parking gods decided to cut me some slack. When I went outside to try and park the car again, order they offered up a very lovely spot right in front of our building. Thank you parking gods! Now I can paint while liistening to the Decemberists, buy instead of having to paint in silence and I get to do my laundry at the same time. I can wear my favorite new jeans that I stole from Tom and my favorite sweatshirt. I will even have fresh pjs for my slumber party in Portland. Things are going to be just fine now.
Thanks Parking Gods!
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