I didn’t feel great this morning, and after picking up a Casey’s coffee, I made it to work about 12 minutes late. Otherwise, it was a decent day of learning VMware, with several student interruptions. I was surprised I was able to stay as focused as I did for the entire day, but I still didn’t have a whole lot to show for it by quitting time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had the rumblies for most of the late afternoon and all the way home, where I loaded up my trunk with more stuff from the old house. A bird got me while I was parked at work, so I ran by the carwash to hose it down. Then I made it home and quickly unloaded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eaddie was hungry and Summer was late getting home from work. I wanted to kill a bit of time until we at least got a response from Summer whether or not she had any opinions on dinner, so I decided to run a couple things over to Dad on the Onewheel. Just as I was hopping the curb out of the driveway, I stumbled and the board sucked up my pant leg. It was really wedged in there, and I had quite a lot of trouble getting free. I felt pretty helpless standing in the road with that heavy thing stuck right at shoe level.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I finally freed myself and jammed my thumb in the process. Then I made it to my parents’ house without further incident. I didn’t stay long since it was already dark. I got home just before Summer did, and she didn’t want to get out. Eaddie wanted to celebrate a good flute lesson, so we went to Cici’s and had a good time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Summer was on the couch when we got home, so I put on an episode of The Brothers Sun<\/em>. Afterward, I saw an email from the Tesla service center saying that they agreed to buy my car back. I have mixed feelings, partially because there’s not a current Model 3 Performance for me to repurchase. I’ve got to try and get some documents from my closed loan account anyway, so maybe they’ll have a solution for me that doesn’t involve being without a car for several months. I love my car, but it would be stupid not to get a newer, potentially nicer one for less money. Wouldn’t it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n I don’t want your damn lemons, what am I supposed to do with these?<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I didn’t feel great this morning, and after picking up a Casey’s coffee, I made it to work about 12 minutes late. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[57,77,27],"class_list":["post-7540","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorised","tag-parenting","tag-tesla","tag-work"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7540","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7540"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7540\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7541,"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7540\/revisions\/7541"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7540"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7540"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gallopingcow.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7540"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}