I've recently realised that it's springtime outside. Come Sunday we're in June and that's a very scary thought. We've had over 25 degrees for a long time, but I've managed to ignore that as I am not slim and fit. I have bags under my eyes, my skin is greyish and the idea of having to let go of my black clothes makes me not want the summer to come at all. Same feeling every year, and I'll soon get over it with a little help from a razor, some sun and loads of rosé wine.
My true comfort here is that my car looks the same as I do. Last year (or was it two years ago?) I fucked up parking my car. Left a tiny scratch on the other car's bumper while my front was smashed in just over the wheel. Ah well, I'll fix that I thought but... I haven't.
The front glass is in a terrible state as well. The highway I go on each day has small rocks on it (for fun I guess) and every month a new rock hits the windshield leaving a small mark. One of them has now cracked the window from side to side, so I will have to deal with that as well. I'll fix that too, but I haven't.
And to make things really good I managed to have my second parking accident (is this car jinxed? cause it can't be me can it?) some weeks ago and now the other side of the car looks like crap. Again, a tiny mark on the other car. I'll have to fix my car. So I'm skipping work this morning in order to go to the insurance shop for check-up, and then opefully soon have it fixed and it'll be as good as new! ...which allows me to sell this and pick out a new car :)