New Limits

With the recent heavy rainfall in Brisbane I have taken to warning passengers not to put anything on the floor when taking a ride in Clemmy. The leak is back. I'm glad to say that it's not as bad as it used to be, back in the days when we'd use a Maccas cup to bail the puddles before any journey in the wet, but there are some very little puddles. Cute ones really.

While at work yesterday morning I tried to take full advantage of the drying power in the momentary sunshine, and left my windows down a bit to let the steam off. You see, if there is no escape, the car fogs up to point where it really does become quite difficult to see. I was trying to do the right thing you know. But lately my mind has been a little absent, or maybe just focused on other things, or something. I was boiling water to cook my two minute noodles for dinner the other night and sat down just to make a few corrections on my latest philosophy essay and came back twenty minutes later to see the last of the water attempting to boil itself dry. What if I hadn't have come back into the kitchen for a cup of tea? Would I have remembered the noodles at all? Anyway, all this is to say that I have been a little vague lately, and not quite on the top of my game. So yesterday, when I left the windows open to let the steam out, I forgot to close them when I got home and inadvertently let more rain in. Opps.

So this morning, when I went to take Pees out to breakfast, (yep, I'm that posh, I even let her order a Bacon and Egg McMuffin MEAL!) I mentioned to her that maybe she should put her handbag on the back seat, you know, with the puddles and all. I was in the middle of telling her that it wasn't that bad, and how Clemmy and I had made our peace about the leaking when she saw it. She yelled a bit, and then laughed, ohh how she laughed.

There was a little tree beginning to grow on the passenger seat floor of my car. A tree! It's only about 1cm high at the moment, but it will grow. And even if I weed my car, who is to say that another will not grow in its place?

This has only happened today, and I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. Part of me is embarrassed, my car is that dirty that it can grow things. Although I have to admit, another part of me is a little proud. Clemmy really does have it all. Can your car grow trees?