Waiting for the guy to ring up my tires I start looking around. There’s cobwebs at the tops of all the storefront windows. All of them. I’m seriously wondering if anyone’s ever cleaned the place. Phones look like they’re original to the building with that clanging ring so…nope, still not sure, but that’s a lot of cobwebs.

Like I’m one to talk, my bathroom’s a mess. I know I should just clean it. I woke up at 7am on a Saturday for Pete’s sake, I should just add it to my To Do list. Anyone else think that cleaning a bathroom on a Saturday feels extra sad? Like the weekend should be used for happy-ish things? Just me then, okay okay.

I get why nobody cares about the cobwebs though. It’s one of the few car places we’ve worked with lately with honest, upfront estimates and on time work completion and damn, that’s gold. I had to storm the gates at the dealership last weekend to rescue the Honda since they’d run two days over, couldn’t find the problem, and the guy working on it had put the car up on the lift Friday and just left it there when he wouldn’t be back until Monday. Without calling us.

I had Big Feelings™. And yes, I know, never take it to the dealership but we’d never had a problem before so I guess this falls under you don’t have a problem…until you do. Lesson learned.

Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “ring.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Bonus points if you use it as both. Have fun!