My car

I had AAA give the battery a boost. Mary, at AAA who took my call, suggested that after it was started I drive for 45 minutes, put on music, scream, cry, and when I can hear the words to the song I'll be ok, but that in the era of Covid I needed to recharge the car battery and my battery.

That was so sweet!

I went out driving, with the windows down, gloves on, and a mask (because the AAA man had to be in the car to make sure the battery was working) and sang loudly to a CD (my old car has a CD player) by Deirdre McCalla called "with a little luck." And then I cried a bit. 

Why? Am I sorry to give up the car? Was it the happy, cheerful words in the songs? Overall Covid stress?

My previous cars committed suicide with me in them. When this one hit 100,000 miles it died on the side of the road. I replaced the engine in this one and had the windows fixed and replaced the tires - because I had no money to get a new car and I had no time to research cars and no knowledge to use in picking a good used car for the amount the repair would cost. 

This is the first car that I'm divesting of that still runs, and if it weren't for the pandemic I wouldn't. 

I came home and asked why I got a new car. 
"Safety," Karen said. 

Today's "toy" is the emblem of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, located on the back of my car. 

The last time I was pulled over by a cop, at the very end of the exchange (Samuel used his psychic powers to get me out of a ticket) he asked what it was.