following K's post , funny enough (as they had a moment or two), we have dubbed today Black Monday.
We piddled and cleaned this morning - with minimal damage to dh's feelings - first-day-of-period-Me only shouted at him three times that if he would JUST PUT THINGS WHERE THEY GO WE WOULDN"T HAVE THIS PROBLEM!" (making fun of Me, not dh.)
Eventually we got out of the house, packed (enough for a week, as usual) with adventure packs, goggles, sand toys, the makings for sandwiches, beer (ahem), books, paints, and all the usual paraphernalia.
Bought a new leash for Annabelle (it was one of those things that didn't get put Where It Goes And Was Now Lost.)
Finally! at like 4pm or something now.
Gas at Chevron a block away from freeway entrance (13th and 21st), and we're there!!
Why won't it start?
Is the battery dead?
Kind person jumps us.
Uh.... push start, then. Thank goodness for standard transmissions.... (I love standards! Never give me an automatic - I won't know how to drive it...)
To home - take brand new battery out of 4Runner, insert into Pathfinder.
There! That will do it! Now we can go.....
Picnic in the backyard, says Daddy.
To the pool.
Drag gear to the backyard, then.
Where's that damned beer?
Thank God I don't have to drive.....