Did you say kindness?
Well, I guess after my last post it was time to test the kindness of Phil. The day started out all wrong. I spent two hours working this morning on a project that someone called me and told me I didn't need to do because someone else was handling it. One thing after another. Then my girls who were on a shopping road trip called me from the other side of Springfield to describe what was obviously transmission failure $$$$. We made the hour and a half trip to pick them up. I spent a lot of the time on the cell phone on the way taking care of things at work and arranging the tow to a tranny shop that a friend in Springfield suggested. My daughters had a sense of humor about it (more than I did). They called a friend on the way back and told them that they ran into a little trouble and were picked up by the state patrol, which was technically true. The trooper took them to a McDonalds to wait for us a few miles down the road. Nice Guy. He even checked the transmission fluid for me and told me what it was like over the phone. I began to calm down when everything was taken care of and we stopped at a pizza place and then the Mud House (coffee shop) in Springfield. You have to make the best of a bad situation. We just got home and stopped by the mailbox to pick up the mail. A little postcard in the mail told me the rebate I was waiting on was lacking in the UPC code I so maticulously attached to the rebate form and double checked . Of course when I got online to check on it my trusty internet service kicked me off three or four times. ARRRGGGGG. Mom said there would be days like this. Kindness, Phil, Kindness....
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