Car swap

Gina had a back spasm Thursday that kept her home from work. She was going to pick the baby up when “an earthquake” shot through her. It’s her first major setback since she had the two procedures last fall.

Her back attack prompted us to trade cars, since Gina’s driving a coupe. It certainly wasn’t helping her case getting Boo in and out of the back seat. So I’m driving her beloved Pontiac and she’s got the Malibu. After the first day we made the swap Gina had a list of complaints. Her first one was the slanderous claim that my sweet ride is a mess. Her back pain must be worse than I thought. It’s made her hallucinate.