GETTING LUCKY DAY 39

There are few things to be grateful for on a day like today. Except for maybe the fact that it's over.

I guess I am grateful that Mom is paying to have a new engine put into my car. And that the repair guy was nice.

I am not grateful that it took the Triple-A people an hour and a half to get to me in the 45-degree weather while my car was blocking traffic on Connecticut Avenue.

Or to the DC cop who gave me hell for inconveniencing him and the city government (even though Triple A told me to call 911)

Or to my incredibly callous boss and co-workers.