At least the beer will be cold

Procrastination is finally becoming a rational choice in my life.  It just may be that I will die before some of the things I put off can extract their price.

But remorsefully there are a lot that keep catching up with me.

Today it is the crack in the windshield of the car.  I had come to accept the thin line inching across the lower portion for some two years. Now all of the sudden in the unexpected cold;  (Of course to procrastinators the first hard freeze is always unexpected.) the scurrilous little monster decided to extend itself half way then down to the edge, creating a scary chance of a blowout.  Now I suddenly have the intrusion of just one more emergency. Will the insurance cover? Hell. I don't know. The initial crack was caused by a stone thrown up from the road but it's been two years. But I'll put that off until tomorrow.

More immediately, I am feeling the signs of hunger. Just the signs, not hunger. Beta blockers take that away and one is left to rely on the signs.  I am thinking the Thai stir fry with a beer. It is always better left over and is sitting in the refrigerator. At least the beer,  sitting in the trunk of the car, will be cold.

Ain't it a wonderful day?