I was going to run off this evening for a class down in the LA area, but with this shocking winter storm California’s having, I bet the Grapevine is going to be closed by the time I get down there. Never mind that I’m driving a four-wheel-drive truck and carrying chains, they close that thing for a quarter inch of snow.

Which means that I have to leave earlier, to try to make it, and if not, I have to ditch off to the left at Bakersfield and go through Lancaster. With everyone else in the world. Goody. I predict at least eight hours of driving today, on a truck with the check engine light lit, and after at least a half-day of working here. I can’t blow it off or reschedule though; I need to renew this license and this is the last class before my drop-dead due date.

I’m not used to having a partner in life, so when I mentioned that my engine light was on to Junior, he surprised me by offering his truck up. I think I would feel more nervous worrying about his than just pushing on with mine though, so he said he’d come get me if I needed it. that hadn’t even occurred to me, but it sure is nice to feel that safety net under me. Oh, and then he figured out what the light was all about for me, at ten last night, so I might be able to take care of it today before I leave.

It’s not going to be a fun weekend, but at least I come home to someone who loves me. I’ll walk through the closed Grapevine for that, if I have to.