Good Fits

Meant to post this Friday so added a bit more.

Don’t you love it when you find good fits? I have a little extra step when I find that pair of jeans (finally) that fit just right. Or that bakery that you pick up your weekly bread from. This week, I headed into work Friday morning happy with the good fit I had with my mechanic. It’s not really that it’s a good fit, it’s just that I have a good mechanic. I dropped my car off this week because there’s been a light on saying there was something up with my tire pressure. Let’s be honest, this light has been on all summer and part of the spring. Actually, it’s been on so long I forgot when it wasn’t there. I had checked my tires and even had my friend with an air compressor (for the nail guns he uses) fill up the tires (sans nail gun). They weren’t too bad, so was just putting off the inevitable $$$ I’d have to shell out to deal with this situation.

Turns out it’s not the tires it’s the sensors. Funny, or is it ironic, that the thing in the car to let you know when stuff is broken, is the thing that is broken. And, of course, it is super expensive to fix the thing that will tell you when things will be broken - even though nothing is broken yet. The sensors have a battery life of about 5 years and seem to be propriety - until later this year. My mechanic was nice and amiable and talked things through and was straight up with the options. I love it. He triple checked my tire pressures and must have spent forever trying to figure out the answer. As I was leaving he insisted I bring the car in periodically so he can keep an eye on the tire pressure, just in case. And all this cost me… wait for it… nada! He was really sweet about it all. I had some work done last year and felt like they did a good job and priced it nicely. I think it’s because the bulk of their work is for university and town vehicles so they are a little more diversified in income.

The other new introduction was my dentist/hygienist. Great experience (as far as dental work can go). Really sweet and am happy that I think I’ve finally found a good match. Even though they’re two towns over. Which is a good thing as I think I have appointments until the end of time. Won’t go into the details - but all very justified considering there’s room for improvement on my dental routines (understatement) and it had been awhile since my last visit.

Third thing is I now have an egg guy! I’ve been meaning to check out this place two towns over that you can get fresh eggs. It’s one of these places where you leave your money and grab a dozen eggs. But you’re forewarned that they run out of eggs so come early. Which means I’ve never gone because every time I think about it, I’m sure it’s too late and they’re out of eggs and I don’t have any inclination to drive all that way for a fool’s errand. So you can understand why I was tickled pink (or rather green, you’ll see in a moment), when I discovered an engineer up on the 5th floor has a brood of chickens. Which I just realized I’ve already posted about - that’s how excited I am. Well, by Friday I had finished up my store bought eggs. But had not put in my order. So was bummed I’d still have to wait another week. And then Friday morning I get a call - am I interested in any eggs? You betcha! Here’s the dozen I brought home - only an engineer would pack the carton with the pattern of alternating brown and white eggs. With a special green egg in the mix!

Friday night I went with dinner of scrambled eggs and I’m sure they tasted so much better than the store bought. They were so good. I’m looking forward to seeing how they taste this week. I’ve left them out on the counter this whole time, as instructed. I wonder if eggs are like some fruits where they start losing their taste after being refrigerated.

Final thing to add, I discovered today that I picked up a new nick-name at work - sunshine. Which gave me a flash back to nursery school. I had a t-shirt with a big sun on it and I remember the teachers singing “You are my sunshine” anytime I wore it. Funny how it came back all these years later.