Sun Opposed to Sun

 This was yesterday, Friday. 

No getting around it. INTOXALOCK are as bad as Lifesaver when it comes to contacting them, so in spite of pitiful I'm in great pain emails and attempts at "chats" there was no choice but to drive to Deming with a shoe box full of Lidocaine pain patches and gauze tape and scissors and Tylenol and ibuprofen on the passenger seat. 

A gorgeous day, no traffic, I remembered to be aware of the Chevron station on the way and not go sailing past it, and I kept on the lookout for the dumpster halfway there and stopped and got rid of two bags of trash and three Walmart bags full of other Walmart bags and all the broken down Amazon boxes from the past month, and even though I still can't use Apple Maps and get it to speak when I want it to I made it to Interstate Transmission (?), got calibrated and made it back to Silver unscathed. 

A slight kerfuffle over timing and a bigger kerfuffle over The Device not working properly for the first time and I made it to the Bowling Alley to meet V for a later than I wanted lunch and home again to go straight to bed and collapse.

So today, thanks to a natal Sun/Moon sextile, I get to have a day of inner peace and balance with the Sun trine the Moon. Can hardly wait.