I know that life is this day and age is easy when compared to the life of the Neanderthals, but when something goes wrong, we act like it’s the end of the world, as we know it (and I feel fine). And I know I behave that way as well. This weekend, something I take for granted stopped working. It’s not anything big, but it was something that I have grown used too.
The keyless entry and locking on the MINI stopped working. And oddly, it only stopped working on the driver side. I can still lock the trunk and the passenger side, and may even be able to open the sunroof, so I highly doubt that it is the battery. But for some reason, the locking and unlocking on the driver side is kaput.
Now, this would be only a minor inconvenience, except for the fact that I have my memory. I can never remember that when I hit the button on my key, the driver door is still unlocked. I am so bad with my memory, that even after telling a friend that I can’t lock my door with the button on the key, I went out to get something from my car with him, and he had to point out that I didn’t lock the driver side.
This is my complaint. I have gotten so used to locking my door this way that odds are I am going to have to keep checking if I locked my car. I have the memory of a goldfish, and this has interrupted my normal patter in life.
I may actually have to get this fixed.
Today I saw the first official sign of the spring season. And I don’t mean that the Canadian Geese were heading home or that I saw the first robin of the year. After all, those are stupid birds, and I just don’t care. No, neither of those are the first official signs of spring.
Today was the first day that I was able to drive home with the windows down and the sunroof open. I love driving like that, wind blowing through the car, my music playing loudly (in this case some classical music), and just having a nice stress free ride home. I know from experience that other drivers blaring their music are annoying, but I don’t care. And truthfully, I don’t think my music was that loud, at least not today. It’s not like I was playing punk music, this was classical music I was blaring. So today I drove home with the window down, music playing, and that is when I saw the first official sign of spring.
My car has so many loose papers in it. Most of them are my gaming lists that I have played over the winter. The back of the car is a total mess. And you never really know how messy your car is till you drive a few miles with the widows down. The sheets of paper blowing all over the car were actually a distraction. Hell, the noise they made was almost louder than the music I had blaring. Some of the papers actually went from the “trunk” to the front seat where I caught them before they flew out the window.
Again, it was a fun drive, but that was really the first sign of spring. It was also a sign that I desperately need to clean the MINI. Inside and out.
Finally, spring has sprung. At least till the next snowstorm.