We live on a busy street. During traffic hour in the evenings, there is plenty of noise outside and it just so happens to be windows-open season around here.
Madrileños use their horns with reckless abandon, and it's completely normal to double park and then when the blocked-in people need to move, they just sit in their car and hold the horn down until someone runs out to move the double-parked vehicle.
There are sirens, motorcycles revving their engines, dogs barking, and general city life.
There. Now I have set the scene.
A little bit ago I was sitting here on my couch, because it's what I do, and after a few minutes I registered an annoying beeping noise, and then immediately disregarded it. It's traffic hour.
Must be a delivery truck backing up.
10 minutes later I'm thinking that someone really stinks at backing up, but who am I to judge since I have to give myself a pep talk to even drive forward in the city.
5 minutes later I realize that all of my neighbors probably hate me, because it was time to flip the pork tenderloin. Oven alarm.
I didn't recognize the sound since it so rarely used.
Happy Friday!
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About Me
- I'm Erin.
- Mom to two and wife to an Air Force pilot. We move about every other day, and are currently located in Korea. My goal each day is to make it to bedtime without raising my voice. I'll let you know when I'm successful.
1 comment:
Really into cooking, huh? That was too funny!
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