Youngest nephew rode a bike without training wheels for the first time, convinced to try after grandpa had him help fix the tire that had a blowout( they had to take the training wheels off to do so.) Go, grandpa-fu! My parents have enjoyed the first few days of their near month with the boys. Love.

Oh, that's great!

Have not accomplished anything today. I am okay with that. I am even okay with that setting the tone for the week.

My nephew got his learner's permit. He's driving! Meep!

Well, mr. flea just literally carried Dillo down the street to get him to go to camp, where we are sending him despite keeping Casper home, because she's still sick (though on the upswing.) He sat around watching videos all weekend and much of Thursday and Friday too; he needs physical activity and contact with other people; we did the right thing in making him go. But I feel beaten down. Need to shake it off because I have a ton to do today.

Yesterday started out great, I'd gotten enough sleep that I felt find for Uber driving, had some really good runs that brought me to my self-set week's goal, AND I had a good book to entertain me between calls. I even caught a return fare from East Boston, so I could pocket the toll charge.

Then I went home, had an excellent lunch, settled into the book, and my IBS kicked up worse than it has in possibly months -- cold sweat was involved.

Just as I was getting over that, a long-time friend called because her car had broken down, and she had her dogs with her and needed a ride home after the wrecker truck arrived. As she was sitting in a hot car by the side of the road, I thought it was enough of an emergency to justify driving a half-hour to take her and the dogs home after the wrecker arrived.

Except that it didn't -- even with us calling every half-hour to remind AAA that we were still waiting. Evidently the dispatch calls were being sent to the wrong location and the database that tracked this stuff WASN'T updated. TWICE, we were told that there was a flat-bed "on site" and had to patiently explain that we were sitting right on site and it wasn't.

In all, it took my friend nearly 5.5 hours until the wrecker arrived, and I was there for like 4 of it, keeping her from melting down or having an ER-worthy asthma attack, as well as the dogs cool and hydrated. And then I had to drive her a half-hour to her home, and then another half-hour back home myself. (At least by then it was 11:30PM on a very rainy Sunday night and mostly highway.)

Today I mostly want to hunt down some AAA dispatchers and hit them all upside the side of their heads.

Oh, man, Theo, how awful! How lucky for her to have you.

Heart rate monitor sensors should come equipped with tracking devices.

Oh man, you are a great friend. That sounds like Teh Suck!

Ginger,thanks for posting that. I needed a reminder of why I still have some faith in humanity.

What Zen said.

Good grief, Theo. It is wonderful that you could be there for her.

Sensor turned up in my car, hooray! Good thing I was carrying a big bag of stuff into work today and loaded it in through the passenger door or I doubt I would have seen it.

Ooh, coffee, that's a thing I can have.