Let's be honest : Christmas break is the perfect fake excuse to get off the treadmill !
But now January is in full swing, and things have to be done.
So, a few days ago I thought it was high time to jump on the bandwagon again .
I swapped my gloomy lazy bee costume (nearly brand-new, cause I hardly ever wear it) for my perky busy bee one.
A quick energy-boosting pep talk to myself, and I was back on track !
Whithin a couple of hours boring but compulsory appointments were made, shelves, drawers and stomach decluttering was launched !
I was again full of beans and the sky was the limit !
When I am in such a frenzy, Dearhubby never fails to make fun of me.
So, as I was on my way to clean the car windows, once more I could hear his mocking " tornado warning " to our dogs :
" Watch out guys, Perky is going on a new clutter-free adventure,
better watch out, otherwise we may end up at the waste reception
center ! ".
I just shrugged my shoulders, grabbed the window cleaner, the squeegee, and some paper towels, and I let the door slam and lock his gentle mockery in .
Once I was done with my spray-wipe-buff work, I went back in, and told Dearhubby that, while cleaning the windshield, I had heard kinds of slight squeaking sounds under the hood.
I should have thought twice before speaking ...
Dearhubby looked at Canaille, our English Springer Spaniel, and said :
" You see, boy, how lucky we are ! First the tornado seems to have
calmed down, and then, even better, now we can go on a safe trip
to the supermarket, cause our front seat passenger is a top-notch
mechanic ! So, in case of a breakdown, we've got the right man in
the right place ! ".
I just pretended I had not heard anything, took my 2017 first healthy food shopping list, 'jailed' it in my pocket, not to repeat the experience of chapter " I could not cut the mustard ", and off we went .
The revigorating drizzle we had been expecting for so long in Brittany, had at last started falling !
As soon as Dearhubby turned the windshield wipers on, the little noise went off again. It could hardly be heard, but I have already told you in a previous chapter what a nerve-racking passenger I am, so I couldn't help attracting my favourite driver's attention on it !
I added a bit shyly that, even though the wipers had not worked for long (2016 exceptional draught in Brittany), perhaps they needed changing.
" Oh ", Dearhubby said, " letting faulty wiper blades smear the windshield of Perky's squeaky clean car, no way ! Let's stop at the car spare -parts shop to buy some, fix them immediately and stop Perky's harping on weird noises ! ".
A touch of irony ? Never mind !
If I had to rate the shop we went to, I would definitely give it five stars . The shop-assistant was pretty helpful and honest, and, before showing us the wide range of wipers he had in store, he offered first to check ours were really worn-out.
When he told us they were just like brand-new, I replied that they made a weird noise when on.
Dearhubby smiled , winked at the man and said :
" You see, one of my wife's far ancestors is Joan of Arc, so hearing
voices run in the family ! ".
The shop-assistant laughed, but said he could check (now you understand the reason for my five starts review).
He turned on the wipers, and the squeaking noise went off again !
"Actually ", he said, " it comes from under the hood ! ".
I threw a meaningful glance at Dearhubby. Being proven wrong left him speechless.
Then, the mechanic pulled up the hood, bent over it, and burst out laughing !
" I have found the troublemaker ! Look ! ", he said, holding a squeaking tiny fieldmouse by its tail, " it must have sneaked between the hood and the bottom of the windshield, got trapped there and scared stiff when the wipers were on ! ".
Dearhubby, always quick on the draw, exclaimed :
" That's why the car seller had told me that thanks to the newest
technics, that car model was as quiet as a mouse ! ".
We put our stowaway into a box and gave it a lift to a nearby meadow.
As soon as we put the box down, Mickey's distant cousin ran away without a word of thanks !
I bade farewell to my hope of keeping it as a pet, and I rushed back home, clicked on the only mouse I have managed to tame up to now, and started typing this story !
That's all for this week, folks !
Enjoy your reading, share it with whoever enjoys looking on the bright side , and don't forget: be perky !
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