Just to rub your nose in it (sorry), I have to ask, is this the view from your oil-change station?
Seriously, it was almost a bit of heaven getting the oil changed:
1. I drove right up and had no wait.
2. It was just Zach and me because Olivia was finishing up lunch at "school."
3. Zach practically galloped into the waiting area where they have a bucket of toys. Although his favorite fire truck must have been retired, he found a new Hot Wheels race track that kept him busy when he wasn't peering in through the window at the workers in the service area.
4. I was practically bubbling in my seat where the sun poured in from the skylight above.
5. I had a basket-o-stuff-to-keep-me-busy, including a magazine to tear up and underline and no one to tug on my shirt or request a diaper change or spill something...Ahhhhh.
6. Chuckles as Zach said, "I know where the bathroom is...and I can go all by mysewf." And he did. And he left the door open. So I (and anyone else who might have wanted to) could still have keep track of him. Luckily, I got there just in time to close the door before a technician came back into the room.
6. To cap it all off, my iced white mocha lasted just long enough for me to slurp down the last luscious sip as I signed the receipt. In, out, and on with the day!
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