nothingness to a whole lotta somethingness episode 4

LINK: nothingness to a whole lotta somethingness episode 4

Currently listening to: Ride – Ciara

I can do it up and down
I can do circles
To him I’m a gymnast
This room is my circus

On Sunday, I made a noon appointment at a local tire shop to get a patch done on my tire, free of charge. Yesterday, the dealership found a nail in my rear right tire and used a plug as a temporary fix. I figured that since it was Mother’s Day, it wouldn’t be too bad. That was a fucking mistake. Everyone and their momma was thinking the same thing and the place was packed. The guy quoted me two hours, but I overheard another employee telling the customers next to me that it would be a three hour wait. I contemplated on whether or not I wanted to do this to myself today but I realized that I didn’t have a choice because I wouldn’t have time any other day for the rest of the month to do so.

I didn’t want to spend another day waiting in a crowded waiting room, so I started walking around. That’s when I realized that I left my wallet at home. Not cool. I ended up at Starbucks because I had funds in the app, enough for a grande decaf Americano with ube foam. I found a table to settle into, with my leg up, and pulled up some salacious reading material on my phone and was minding my own damn business when a middle-aged woman appeared at my table and asked if her mother and their dog could sit with me for while she ran next door to the grocery store to pick up a few things. I closed my phone, smiled, and said sure—the more the merrier—even though I just wanted nothing more than to be left alone.

It didn’t take long to realize that the mother had a mild case of dementia. The dog was a young poodle mix, under two years old, full of energy, and a little too much for her to handle by herself. So for the next thirty minutes, I talked with the mother and pet the dog till the daughter returned. They thanked me several times and wished me a great rest of the day.

Right as I got up to use the bathroom, Brenda appeared. She texted earlier and I told her that I was nearby, and there she was, in front of me. I was not anticipating on meeting anyone so I looked like pure trash. Oversized t-shirt, leggings, my hair wasn’t even brushed and I tossed it up in a clip, with zero makeup… just sunscreen on my face. She squinted at me and said, “OMG, Rojie-ya, I barely recognized you.” I inwardly groaned. Her husband tilted his head in disbelief. Yes, tis I, looking like I rolled out of bed without any makeup or even doing my hair. Thank you for making me feel even more self-conscious.

She casually mentioned she’d been gifted suite tickets to the BTS concert in Vegas but didn’t have money for a hotel or flight, then causally asked when I was going to go. I could tell where this was heading, so I told her my dates. She sighed, our dates did not coincide. I was so damned relieved.

After we parted ways, I headed back to the tire shop. When I got there, the man told me he was JUST about to pull my car into the bay and it would be ready in under an hour. Another hour. I have already been waiting for three. What’s another hour at this point.

I was mentally exhausted despite doing absolutely nothing the past two days… except waiting. Forty minutes later, he called my name and I was finally going to be free. The upside was that it didn’t cost me a dime and that they had patched it from the inside for free.

On the way home, I swung by Dunkin’ because one of my credit cards gives me $7 a month to spend there and I didn’t want it to go to waste. I got an extra large decaf with half and half.

When I got home, the house was empty. My mom was at church, my brother and his fam had gone to the in-laws to celebrate Mother’s Day. I had every intention of DD2ing, but the second my head hit the pillow, I was drifting away into dream land for a couple of hours. My social battery was completely depleted. I hadn’t slept well the night before because everyone was loud and up till the wee hours, plus I was also running laundry late at night since I didn’t have time yesterday.

The food intake this weekend has been poor. I barely ate, but that was not by choice. At least I’m keeping up with my diet.