It rained here today. Which is good because we can use the rain, and also it allowed me to feel a little lazy. Laying-on-the-couch-watching-movies kind of lazy. The only thing we really accomplished today was going out to eat. After a week of super-healthy cooking, I was in the mood for a gigantic hamburger. So off we went...through the rain.
I drove. We were heading down the street in a long line of cars, through the rain. After passing some cars I moved over to the right hand lane. There was a huge puddle along the curb to my right (sounds like the dream I had just a few days ago!). Anyway, there suddenly appeared a single red balloon, floating along, across my lane, coming down to windshield height. I aimed for it! I felt like it was a sign (okay, I'm always on the lookout for signs, and sometimes I see them, or maybe I just imagine they are signs, because they never seem to result in a miracle). Anyway, I thought, I need to hit the balloon! It's a sign that this cycle will be successful if I can hit the balloon.
My eyes were glued to that balloon! I was determined! To hit it though, I had to drive a bit to the right hand side of the road. Through the big puddle. I did. I drove through the puddle and just nudged the balloon. We went under it and I looked in the rear view mirror to see it bump a bit and float upward.
I didn't spin out, end up at the top of a steep snow covered hill, or go sledding (and my hands were on the steering wheel instead of outstretched) but I created a memory. I made the most of the moment.
I turned to my husband and grinned. He thinks I'm a bit of a nut, but he just goes with it.
2 months ago