Have you ever had one of those days where confusion reigns and as each hour ensues, you find something new to dwell on that absolutely drives you nuts? Well, I just had one of those days. It started this morning as I was out for my daily five-mile run.

As is my custom, I have my cell phone strapped to my running shorts. About a mile into my run, my wife Mary called to alert me to a problem with the brakes on her car. She drives a ’95 Buick Century, but it only has 70,000 miles on it. She likes the fact that it has a hood ornament so that she can aim it into a parking space. Mary had been preparing to drive to her aerobics class when she discovered that the brake pedal almost hit the floor. So I reversed my route, came home, drove her to class, and then set about to have the car repaired.

Our repair shop of choice is Tire Warehouse in Lake Orion, and my rep is Andy. Simultaneous with my call to Andy, I received a call from Andy’s Statewide Heating and Cooling about coming out to inspect our air conditioner. So I was on the phone with two fellows named Andy. I had to take notes to keep it all straight. I then had to call AAA to have the car towed to the repair shop.

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