This morning Travalon drove me to work in my suddenly very loud car Noelle, then he took her to the dealership to get fixed, and they gave him a free ride to work. Usually he works right near the dealership, but of course today was the day they were in a building nowhere near that. However, he discovered that Tiffy's sister and brother-in-law were big donors to this building. It's some sort of community arts center. Noelle's exhaust pipe had rusted out, so $500 later she is all better. We had won $40 worth of taxi coupons seven and a half years ago, so Travalon finally used them for getting from work all the way back to the dealership, and he came and picked me up from work in a newly quiet Noelle.
I had two meetings at work today, and this is when being perimenopausal comes in handy, because one meeting that usually lasts about twenty minutes was running way over an hour, and I was going to miss my move hours, but nobody questioned why a lady of my age would pick up some paper and fan herself vigorously. And it worked! I got my move hours! There was a fan running behind me, so people must have thought, "That must really be a bad hot flash!" but I was more concerned that my funk was getting blown at them, since my colleague and I had walked at lunch, and I'd gotten kind of sweaty. I was so thirsty after that, I wanted something more than water. I never drink soda, but there had been some leftover cans of Sprite and Coke after our grad student welcome lunch on Friday, so I hoped something would still be left. I really wanted a Sprite, but I would have even settled for a Coke. When I got back to our building and looked in the fridge in the break room - what joy! There was a single can of soda left, and it was a Sprite! Just for me!
The really annoying thing is that I am still using the loaner laptop. I thought my new computer was supposed to get set up today, but nobody ever contacted me about it. I was also supposed to learn if I'd gotten parking at the new university parking lot here on the North Side, complete with shuttle service, but again... crickets. If this doesn't pan out, I'll either have to get up really early to take the bus, or else Travalon will have to drive me to work every day. I'm afraid that the option wasn't popular enough so that they might have decided to scrap it. Hopefully I'm wrong. It was perfect for me!
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