Brain Meltdown

You ever feel like you’re having one of those moments? A brain meltdown of sorts. That’s me. That’s right where I am these last few days. Man, I can’t remember ANYTHING lately and it’s sucky.

It was back to the old workplace on Monday and for some reason, I was really kind of okay with that. Jolly almost. It was nice to know I was missed around the office and people told me it was super quiet around there. Yeah, I’ll bet. Especially with Mouthy Broad #1 gone for five days. I was up to my usual harrassment of the hired help (i.e., IT) and managed to get some good pestering in before the day was out. Ahhh, bliss. 😉

Took my car in to be repaired post-accident this morning, too. Now usually these places just suck my will to live, but today it wasn’t so bad. Since I had called on Saturday, they had already had all my paperwork done up and ready to go. So it was just a matter of renting the car.

Now, I vowed never to use Enterprise again after the Ikea Fiasco… but since my insurance covers $35/day car rental and the collision repair place has Enterprise as their car rental place, I didn’t have much of a choice. So I sucked it up and put on my Happy Face and headed for the Jaws of Death with a Light Heart.

The guy was actually pretty nice. And organized and like…on top of things. Shocking, I know. When it was my turn, I told him my insurance company had made a reservation for me and he checked the system and, naturally, no reservation. Since I was still in my Happy Place, I decided to not let this get to me even though my first instinct was to growl and have ‘tude. He asked me if I knew what my claim number was and I told him – no clue.

He was good enough to get on the phone and call the insurance liason next door at the collision place and get the number. He was then able to find it in the system.

“So they only told you a half lie,” he said with a grin. One of those cocky grins that is so Han Solo-ish.

“Well, I suppose that’s better than a whole lie,” I quip.

He laughs.

He gets the paperwork done and flings open the drawer full of keys. “How about an Xterra?” he asked.

“Okay,” I said, trying to sound like it’s really no big they are giving me a super cool SUV. Inside, I was doing the happy dance because I knew I wouldn’t have to drive a two-door Spec for the next three to four days.

“I like your style,” he said, still with the cocky smile.

We walked outside and he circled the vehicle for previous damage. As he’s finishing writing up the paperwork, I ask him if it’s unlimited mileage.

“Yes, as long as you stay in the state of Texas.”

Okay, um…how are they gonna know I’ve stayed within the border of Texas? I could drive all the way to the panhandle and then down to Brownsville and that would be like… a lot of miles.

“I guess that rules out my roadtrip to Vegas,” I said.

He laughs again. “I like your style,” he said. Uh huh, sure. Whatever. He hands over the paperwork. “This is your copy. If you get pulled over while driving to Vegas, just show them this and you’ll be on your way.”

Well, at least he had a sense of humor.

I was in and out of the place in about 30 minutes and actually made it to work shortly before 9 am. Not bad, I think.

I did actually get some words in on the dragon story today, which is a tremendous effort. The edits for Break are looming, though, and I will need to turn my focus to that. I came home, though, with a horrendous headache. One of those head-splitting ones. Plus exhaustion hit me hard and heavy since I was up until midnight the night before and had horrible dreams. Nightmares, actually. I just work up feeling out of sorts. Oh, and I forgot to set my alarm to the mere fact I woke up at 6:30 was a miracle in itself.

Anyway… I printed some pages of the ms. to start taking notes since I couldn’t stand to look at the computer second another nanosecond. It hurt my head too much.

And now it’s off to work I go!