It was a Summer Saturday ~ we had a dinner to go to and I (as always) was ready first. Hawaiian sundress, hair all guzzyed up, make up and my plastic high heel shoes with the wooden heels. Got the picture. I told my dearest, I would go get gas and run the car through the car wash at the station while he finished up.
Sometimes I had trouble getting my tires lined up so it would catch, and pull the car forward. I hit the button and put the window down so I could see better. Yeah, heard the click and knew I was on track...the car started moving forward and I hit the button to close the window...nothing...again, again...nothing...by now I'm rolling into the soap section and gobs of soap are coming through the window hitting me in the face, hair and lap.
I look ahead and see the next stop is the rinse water...tons of it. I quickly open the door, get out and let the car continue....back track out and go into the gas station. My lovely dress and me covered with soap. I yell "My car is going through the car wash without me".......the line of people waiting to pay for gas burst into laughter... I was a sight for sore eyes.....
The attendant came to the rescue and finished my car...the window worked just find for him~~ for months after that.....(it was a small town, and the story spread.) When ever someone would see me they'd ask, "Washed your hair in the car wash lately?"
We all have these kinds of stories. When we're feeling down....it good to pull out one of these memories and remember life is just one story after another, and some of them are there to make us laugh and share them with a friend. Maybe your Monday will give you a story to laugh about! Be sure to share it if you do.