Yesterday my radiator hose exploded, sending faintly green smoke swirling in plumes to the motion of speeding traffic.
We went from crisis to repair shop in under 30 minutes. Not so bad, really. I kept telling myself that in these situations one has a full pardon to forget the rest of the day and go home; that when it seems like an omen is keeping you from work, you maybe should believe it is. But then I went work anyway.
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I blame myself for us going to work. Then again, we had no way of getting home at that point.
I have had several exploding radiator hoses in my past...dark days those were.
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