© 2013 Lynsey

Country mouse: city mouse

When I came to live in Wellington (aka the big city) I used to get Marica to drive everywhere. Well, mostly everywhere. It wasn’t the driving, it was the parking. I was from a small country town, and parking was never an issue. I either parked right outside the shop or … or whatever they were selling I really didn’t need right now. Or possibly ever.

Marica can park a car superbly. I’ve seen her park in a tiny space, and when we got out of the car, a small audience of guys burst into spontaneous applause. Impressive!

She lost no time in teaching me to park, and now I’m no slouch at parking a car too. I used to have a desk in my day job that overlooked a main street, and I got to watch lots of other drivers park their cars. Some people were highly skilled, and others made even my worst country mouse efforts seem terrific.

I was talking with one of my colleagues the other day, and she confessed that parking wasn’t one of her strengths. We laughed about our mutual horror stories, and I suggested we could work out a time for a few lessons. Now I know how, it’d be rude for me to not share the love.

09. Every day learn something new.
21. Every day seek the support of others. You are not alone.
28. Every day you will be tested.

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