Hello, welcome to #weekendcoffeeshare. Come on in and let’s chill beside my personal AC. Today’s hot as in H-O-T, so why not grab something cold and refreshing as well?
Mother Nature has been on a fritz lately, I tell ya. First, it was the 2-inch rain on Memorial Day weekend. Last weekend was all right but then, she decided to turn the dial from frozen tundra to hot as hell in a matter of days. Did I tell you it’ll be 98-degree-Fahrenheit (37-degree-Celsius) today and 69-degree-Fahrenheit (21-degree-Celsius) by Monday?
While my summer flowers have started blooming, I have been having to drape shade cloth over my edibles to prevent them from bolting or dying from the heat especially the snow peas, which had just barely begun to flower and form pea pods. I will not let the heat force me to yank out my snow peas before I get a proper harvest.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you I wrote a post yesterday about higher power intervention, which turned out it might not had been the case.
I took my car to the dealership for its first maintenance service of 2022. As I pulled up to the service gate, a person came out and greeted me, told me how brand new my car looked, and asked me where and when I bought it. After I supplied the information, he said he’s a salesman for the dealership and asked if I can allow him to appraise my car as the dealership is expanding its inventory and wanted to know if I was interested in selling my car.
“Well, not now.” I said. “This is my primary mean of transportation and I still have to go to work today.”
“I totally understand,” he said, “I’ll just give you a number today and you can think about it.”
I gave him my phone number and fully expected him to text me a number during my service because that would mean I wouldn’t have to go into the dealership after my service. Nope, there was no text, no phone call, nada. So I decided to drop by the dealership across the street from the service shop.
After waiting for over 30 minutes (which I’d never get back), a couple of salesmen finally gave me a number. It was definitely not what I expected. It was lower than the Blue Book value. What the heck?!
In that moment, I decided no deal. I’m keeping my car. I will endure the ridiculously high gas prices, which, after doing some calculations, is indeed cheaper than buying a new car. Perhaps, I’ll think again about buying a new car when the chip shortage crisis is subsided and the price of a new car isn’t so ridiculously expensive.
Finally, if we were having coffee, I would tell you I don’t think I’ve mentioned it but 2022 is looking so grim that it’s making me anxious with a sense that the apocalypse is imminent.
First, the stock market has been in a freefall since New Year, sending my retirement funds into what I call a “super negative” category. Then, I watched the impact of climate change right before my eyes. I still cannot fathom how my mom can be so ignorant as to believe Global warming doesn’t exist. Climate change is part of global warming, isn’t it?
The news yesterday said this year is seeing the worst drought in 127 years. Water is being rationing throughout the entire state as each city is allowing its residents to water lawns only 1 day per week with each sprinkler zone going for 20 minutes. Even drip irrigation is allowed only 60 minutes per week per zone, which I’m splitting the 60 minutes into three 20-minutes days, while the remaining days, I have been watering using either the water from my shower or from washing fruits and vegetables.
Third, everything is more expensive in 2022. I filled half of my tank on Tuesday at $4.75 per gallon and when I went to do my car’s service yesterday, the gas price was up to $4.89 at the cheapest station in town. When will this end?!
I appreciate you stopping by and reading this week’s #weekendcoffeeshare, hope to chat again same time next week.