And the beat goes on…

Dump-Truck-Dirt-PileThe truck is in for its annual inspection. The mechanic checked the tires.

 

 

 

 

CrackedTireDry rot, all four. Le sigh. He picked out mid-range all-terrain: good fuel economy, nice tread, puts a dent in the piggybank but could be worse.

Then the next call comes, the one you dread with an 11 year old vehicle that’s seen some hard days. The horn doesn’t work—corroded contacts. Of course it’s not all that easy to get to. Part: nil, labor: don’t ask.

Oh, and that engine light? Yeah, that actually indicates a problem with the air intake. Major ka-ching.

Send chocolate. Send pics of truck porn.

10c48bd2bbc65596225307e4066280d4I need something to cheer me up today.

About Nya Rawlyns

Nya Rawlyns doesn’t write typical romance. She writes emotion as a contact sport, rough and often raw. It need not be pleasant, heart-warming or forever after. What she seeks is what lies beneath—a dance of extremes, the intersect of need and desire, and the compromises we make when pain and pleasure become indistinguishable. ***** She has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay, earned more than 1000 miles in competitive trail and endurance racing, taught Political Science to unwilling freshmen, and found an avocation in materials science. ***** When she isn’t tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or three pervert parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.
This entry was posted in And the beat goes on... and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

One Response to And the beat goes on…

  1. Oh man. Roll on 2015. With a lottery win.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s