Monday started on a rough note and now I am dealing with it. How the hell do things go wrong all for me. Seems like some of my stars want me to work extra hard in a circuitous path to get to my destination.

All I feel is that I am wasting time and this one-step-forward two-steps-back exercise is just tiring me the fuck out mentally and physically.

So be it. Sometimes man just needs to spit in the eye of the gods and ask if that's the worst they can do.

I hope it's not one of those times.

Sunday is for Sunday things.

I'm fucking around with my laptop because I am an idiot.

Tomorrow the cycle starts again.

I need a bit of luck for the coming days. I need a lot of luck for the coming days because plain hardwork and dedication isn't cutting it anymore.

I drove out today and it was sunny as fuck. The car was hot even. I had to let it cycle the air for a minute till it got comfortable enough to sit in. Five minutes on the road and the skies got darker. Half way through it started to drizzle. And on the way back it was dark like the night and hail. Hailstones the size of grapes. Not fun when you're stuck at a traffic light. It hailed strong for a good ten minutes and 75% into the trip the sun came out again. Proper sunlight and zero sign of rain. The roads all washed and clean.

Now, it's windy and sunny. Such strange weather. Never seen it like this.

Today was a long day.

And I am tired.

Going to be one of those days when sleep happens at 10 PM.

So it goes.

Some busy days ahead.

Onwards.

Got this three wick candle which smells divine. The cinnamon in this is next level.

Always amazes me how one person can sound off as so many different characters in one audiobook. You can tell it's one person but the accents and remembering how each character sounds, that is some hard work.

I got an SMS today that someone had started a transaction to deposit quite a large simy of money in my bank account. But the digits of the account in the message were not even remotely similar to my back account. So I'm thinking that the message was a glitch from the bank's end but why would I get someone else's message? Bizzare.

So far no unexpected money has hit my bank account. Boo.

There are few things that irritate me as much as losing something in the house when I know I'd kept it in its regular place. But now it isn't there and I have the itch to find it. But I can't find it cuz someone in the house picked that thing and put it elsewhere and promptly forgot all about it.

Why is this such a difficult thing to put everything back in its place. Why!

Wifi has been off since yesterday morning and the wifi provider people keep sending messages with specific time they'll fix it. It's been 24 hours with several messages. Not too bothered about lack of wifi though. Data works fine.

But hey, the good thing is that no one is watching tv. I kinda dislike the noise of the tv in the house. Netflix is noise. I'd rather have some music playing.

But can't have everything.

Monday then! New plans and tons to do.

Uphill today. New cafe. Here's hoping the food is good cuz the views are fantastic.

Loaded a game on my phone after ages and I dreamt i was shooting a ton of people with a shotgun. Just like that game.

Weather has a bit of chill to it right now because it rained good yesterday. Strange times of global warming or global cool down or whatever the hell is happening.

I am wasting my Saturday doing social things today.

Oh well.

April rain is strange and April hail?! What even. I had to cover the car just now because the hail from last time left tiny dents all over the hood which aren't visible unless you're looking.

And hail!! God damn it.

I went outside before the rain had started and I got this really potent feeling that someone was looking at me. Looked around twice and then saw this ↓↓↓

There is a perverse joy in running things into the ground till their breaking point. Turns out the armature of the left wheel had worn out and that was making a strange clunky sound whenever I turned the wheel to the extreme right or braked right before a bump.

Got that part replaced. And the funniest thing is that while taking a ride with the mechanic the car made no sound, smooth as butter, just causing me second hand embarrassment. I'd to insist that they open the wheel up and figure out what's wrong because something was rattling around in there. Which it was. A rubber gasket was breaking bit by bit which made one piece of iron grind on to the other one.

It was a strange sensation to walk under the car while it was up on the support struts to see the part that was causing the issue. Lucky for me, they had the spare part in stock. Took some time, but it got done.

Everything else A-OK.

Now I sit in my room, waiting till it's time to move again. I deserve these few moments of repose.

10 am and I am being productive.

As the old sayings go, if you're worried about something, there is a chance that it might happen. The license department did a typo in the city name on the license. Yup. Missed the last (i). So I went to them again in the morning to ask them if they can fix it but they said as long as the state and district name is alright the old name of the city doesn't matter much. I insisted that they should fix it but they said now the thing has gone for printing and if I want that single letter replaced, I'll have to go through the whole process again and bring in the new license and then surrender that one, too.

Now, that typo means it might be a problem and it might not be a problem. 80% of the time it won't be a problem. But the remaining 20% of the time, it could be a pain in the ass if someone makes it an issue while checking documents.

So. Yeah. Typos. Even before I've even received the document. How great is my luck with paperwork!

Currently at the car agency because I need to get the random rattle in the car checked by the technicians here.

The surprises never end. Let's see what this problem is.

So, the day of paperwork is done. And I am driving around without a license in my wallet for the first time in twenty years. Yeah that's part of the process but I need to get an intimation from the department of transportation so that I can at least get a digital copy of the license. Strange times indeed.

Hopefully, I won't need to show the license to anyone till I get a hard copy. Just going to drive a little more carefully.

Knowing my luck with paperwork, I've got all my fingers crossed that I get the document without any issues.

Turns out I didn't need all those fucking documents. I took a stack of prints in triplicate. Oh well.

As of now I don't have a driving license. Yay. Surrendered the old one. Hoping i get the new one soon. After that, more paperwork for another set of documents.

So i have to visit the transport office tomorrow and something kept irking me about the visit so I looked through all my documents. Turns out there are two office. And one of those handles renewal of licenses and something in my hind-brain knew this and kept telling me to look into that. Which I did and now I have the right place's address fed into Google maps for tomorrow.

The most absurd thing is that I have to take prints of all the online documentation that I have filled up. And just now I had to hunt for my passport pictures. Been so long that I needed those that I had to scrounge them up from here n there.

The reviews of that place are blasting them for being inefficient and rude. Sigh. Yeah. Not looking forward to it. And of course that place is buried somewhere far from the main roads and somewhere in the backend of a village.

Why couldn't they do all this online? It should be a 1,2,3 process. License expired? Pay for a new one. Say you're medically fit, get the license at your home.

On top of that I'll have to surrender my current license and drive around on the basis of a receipt. Which is fine and all. But the piece of paper I've carried on my person for 20 fucking years. That's got to mean something. But I guess it's just a piece of paper.