I had to go to a birthday party today and planned to carpool down with a friend. Went to pick her up, and my gear box wouldn’t go into first. So we took her car, and I figured that once we got back I’d ease my way home in second. (Diesels lug low.). But then it wouldn’t go into reverse! So all our carefully laid plans to get home early (allowing me to come home and write and maybe even spin) became, instead, a long wait for a tow truck and a late dinner.
Life, right?
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I've spent more than my fair share of time waiting for tow trucks. I quickly learned to make sure I always had emergency knitting with me! No moment truly wasted when you have knitting!
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