Posted Jueves 1 diciembre 2005on:
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D and I start working an hour apart, so even if our job places are in the same street (separated by a few buildings), and since I don’t drive yet, he goes with the car, and I keep biking… But since his contract will finish in a couple of weeks, this will change soon, and I will have my chauffeur. A little detail changed 2 days ago.
Usually D wakes me up before leaving, sometimes I can barely talk, say “see ya”, and re-fall asleep… But other days, I wake up with him and stay reading in bed. Tuesday was one of these days. We forgot to look through the window to check the weather… He left and then I realized it was pouring rain outside… Great. I prepare myself in consequence: an extra dry pair of pants in the bag, the rain coat, plus the poncho in top of all this. Prepared for the battle, like Don Quixotte, I start pedaling. Did I say? It was pouring rain.
First I realize the break for the back weel is not working. Ooops! But, oh well, what can I do… Let’s keep going. Then, oh shit, I can pedal anymore! So I stop in the side of the road, check the chain (it was stuck in the back)… And decide to go back home. By that time I was still not far from home, but already late. I call the job to say I will be late (“no problema“, they tell me). Then my hubby at work: I tell him the story and start crying (“are you ok? did you have an accident?”, “no, no, I’m just in shock“) 🙂
So, my prince charming came to pick me up. And now I have to wake up one hour earlier to have my lift to work… That’s why I’m writing so early on my blog a Thursday morning.