This past weekend my car was feeling a little down. The weather outside was so hot, we are in a heat wave right now and it was triple digit temperatures. Well, I was feeling a little down so I wondered if it was just normal for Carlos (my car) to also be feeling a little slow. After, asking my "dad" about it we decided since I needed to get an oil change we would just have the shop look at it, just in case. So, Monday morning Carlos and I took a trip down to the repair shop. Now, the repair shop is on 3900 North and I live on 1000 North. I'm not sure where my brain was on Monday morning but it definitely wasn't in my head because for some reason I thought I could walk home and survive the venture. That is more than just some little jaunt! I began my walk home and after fearing for my life a few times on the main road (there is no sidewalk) I decided I needed to take a side road, where there are no bus stops. I made it to 2200 and had no idea how I was going to make it the other 12 blocks. Now, these are not normal blocks, these are country blocks that last FOREVER. My "sister" lives up 2200 and I decided her house seemed a lot more appealing than my apartment at this point. I turned up the street and headed towards her block but when I got there she wasn't home! Someone must have been looking out for me because by some miracle the back door was open. And that is how M came home to me crashed out on her couch watching Cake Boss. It was a really long walk.
P.S. Carlos is fine. I paid them an extra 40 dollars to tell me nothing was wrong with him and that it was just the heat but, at least I didn't have to pay for a huge repair.
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