Gasoline is my Nemesis!

So...ever had an incredibly awesome day that puts you on cloud nine, then the real world throws a wrench in your crankcase? Yeah...

Everything started wonderfully today. Our whole family is together for Spring Break (including our oldest daughter Hubs picked up from Florida after work Friday). All of us rallied around our youngest this morning for her first ever city league soccer game. She played fiesty, saved several goals, and helped her team win 5 - 2! Victory for an 8-year-old is a big deal...means ice cream...with sprinkles! ('cause sprinkles are for winners!)

Our 17-year-old had to leave with hubs at halftime to get to his job, but they needed guy time anyway since the rest of us in the family are girls. Hubs then picked up SAT & ACT study books for the kids from the bookstore (that I will not speak the name of until they have my books on their shelves). Hmph!

After the game, we met up with hubs for lunch, found 'the perfect purse' at the thrift shop next door to the restaurant for our 11-year-old, who has suddenly discovered she 'needs a purse'. Then hubs agreed to accompany us to Eastchase shopping center in Montgomery to indulge my craving to try out clicky keyboards and 2-in-1 laptops. With Best Buy closing stores, we figured ours might be next, so why not see if they had any bankruptcy specials. YASS! I found EXACTLY what I've been looking for MONTHS to meet my needs as a writer-publisher, but the price had my neck and chest flushed and splotchy at the mere thought of asking hubs' thoughts on.

To my dumbfounded shock, Anthony gave me the thumbs up to get it! Yeep! He also grabbed the super clicky backlit ohmigoshineedit5000 gamer keyboard and tucked it under his arm en route to check out! He spent his annual bonus from work, and a chunk of his tax return to make me spill happy tears and run a giddy 'start the car!' quickstep! He reminded me I had met every one of his demands required as an author-publisher to earn this reward, and today he was making good on his promise! Not only had he already invested in converting the basement flex space into a writing cave / home office of my own, but he'd now procured the top notch gear the pros use to produce books! I couldn't help it. I bawled. There, I said it. We've had to be so frugal the past few years that this was a big deal to spend so much on his Indie author wifey. Of course, he had to capture the moment, red leaky teary eyes and all on camera, but totally worth it.

Then, hubs' multiple suggestions to fuel up along the way throughout the day flooded back into my overjoyed mind as the car ran dry and I had to call my bestie neighbor to ask her to bring gas! Oh the humanity and embarrassment! First time I've EVER done that, and the whole time we waited and all the way home after hitting a gas station, the 'I told ya so' smirk never left his face. He didn't have to speak a word. I just know "remember that time you ran out of gas" will be a recurring theme for the rest of our days any time I go below half a tank forevermore. Facepalm factor eleven.

Gasoline. The villain in today's HEA. Gasoline...my kryptonite...my Lex Luthor...my...NEMESIS! Let's not make this a series, shall we?

Hope you find joy and adventure this week, sans nemesis!

LLIL,
Lynessa