Because of the heat yesterday, I found it difficult to concentrate on much of anything, perhaps becuse I got struck in traffic on my way to meet a friend for lunch. And the heat drained me. I may blog about the lunch as it was with a good friend of mind who happened to be in Tehran before, during and after the Iranian election.
Anyway, later in the day, I spaced that I needed to run to Trader Joe’s to get some groceries, so I dashed out of my apartment at 8:44, hoping to make it to the store before it closed at 9. As I walked out onto my street, I saw a ticket on the windshield of my car, but as I approached, realized that that while the car bearing the citation was the same make and color as my own, it was a different model. Weird how something like that can lift your spirits–higher than they were before I saw the ticket.
Just the relief that the citation was on someone else’s car.
Well, I made it to Trader Joe’s on time and even was within one cent when I guessed the cost of my purchases (okay, okay, I only purchased 10 items).