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feelings

automotive distress

abby mumford

two front tires: $305

new ball joint + alignment: $420

street parking permit: $25

ticket for parking in a spot blocked off for construction: $20

cash needed to pick up car from tow yard: $90

friend who will drive you to the creepiest corner of the town so you can retrieve your car from the tow yard and walks in with you to make sure you make it out alive (and also discusses the possibilities and probabilities of what it would look like if you sold your car because it’s from 1999 and most likely not worth the aforementioned costs and aggravation and heartache): PRICELESS.

feelings

#34

abby mumford

the rain arrived and brought with it true november weather. fingers holding umbrellas became icicles. shoes stomped through puddles black and deep. our moods were as dark as the weather as we gathered at C’s apartment waiting for the other two members of the party.

“we’re here,” the text message chimed. C, R, and i gathered our things. my phone rang, “we’re coming,” i said in lieu of a greeting, stomping down the hallway. huddled under the awning, we surveyed the street. “there’s a gold prius.” “no, she’d be driving a gold lexus.” “i don’t see them.” “would they have E or L’s car?”

it was then E and L popped out of a sleek black car. the limo parked auspiciously on the street was for us. A FREAKING LIMOUSINE. for us! for the entire night!

when the shock wore off, the first thing i blurted was “i’m wearing rain boots! are those even allowed in a limousine?”

the thing was, we were there to celebrate L turning 34 and here she was surprising us with a car about 100 yards longer than we were anticipating. it was quite the unexpected role reversal, and i honestly can say i’ve never been surprised like that.

our black moods dissipated like the champagne bubbles tickling our noses. the celebration of L turning 34 had begun in earnest and in style.

boston skyline from limo window (courtesy of LDZ)
boston skyline from limo window (courtesy of LDZ)

 

 

feelings

advice

abby mumford

me: the options are a cortisone shot or for the doctor to go in and remove the chip. i refuse to have more surgery. refuse! so, the shot’s my only option at this point. could you tell me about your experience?

him: cortisone shot, huh? i’ve had worse pain and it made my knees 80% better by the next day. i can feel it wearing off, sure, but i walked all the way around the neighborhood yesterday. it was definitely worth it. people say it’s up there on the pain scale, but for me, it was like a 6.

me: is it the needle or the fluid going in that’s the bad part?

him: the fluid and well, also the needle, but remember with my knees, the needle is a lot longer than what would be used on your toe.

me: i still can’t believe i re-injured myself. UGH. i’m so stupid. this is so so frustrating. sooooo frustrating.

him: you have to forgive yourself.

last night i ran for 15 minutes. slowly. painfully. it was the longest/furthest i’d gone since my foot surgery six months ago. each step radiated needles and concrete and bright pain through my toe across the ball of my foot down through the arch and up to my knee, but, each step was one closer to forgiveness.

feelings

morning glory

abby mumford

maybe it’s the street lights blazing outside my window all night every night. maybe it’s mother nature. maybe it’s just this time of year. whatever it is, i’m tired of light pouring in all night only to wake up to a dark morning.

getting out of bed is as easy as crawling out of cement.

jealousy is the sibling of low self esteem and together they’re a terrible monster living under the bed.

i bought an umbrella from CVS. it has a “lifetime guarantee.” i’m pretty sure they define lifetime as a simple drizzle on a non-windy day. death occurs when wind reaches 4mph and/or raindrops have a diameter of more than 1/2″ and/or it’s used on more than one occasion.