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Closets and Cars

6/3/2009

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For me closets and cars stir similar feelings.  Both require regular maintenance in order to serve their given purpose.  The maintenance light always seems to flash at  inconvenient time leading to the delayed service.  My closet for example, everything has its place so I can find what article of clothing or shoe I am looking for.  However, when it gets close to test week my clean laundry doesn't get placed in its proper spot leading to frustration and confusion when getting ready for school in the morning.  This ultimately leads me to either being late or throwing an outfit together that I am constantly worrying if my shirt is long enough.  

The same thing happens with a car, the smart mother board computer tells you that regular maintenance is due (even though you just had it serviced) so you call the car place to have them explain how to turn the computer off.  After trying to figure it out I realized I didn't have the "right touch" it needed.  No big deal I can live with the light but crap now I am out of windshield fluid.  No big deal I have the gallon of fluid that I can refill it with.  Of course I put that off to until I am driving down the road and can't see out my windshield because it is frosted over.  I guess I shouldn't have put that off.

Another aspect that both share is that you can only trust certain people to care for your closet and car.  When it comes to my closet, I love my mother to death but please leave my closet alone.  Furthermore I would never in a million years want her to go into my closet and clean it out.  I don't know why it matters to me so much but I kind of go crazy when she tells me "we are going to clean out your closet today."  I revert back to the 5 yr old throwing a hissy fit in the grocery isle when I am told I can't have M and M's.  Cleaning out my closet is something I dread, I don't mind throwing things out or getting rid of things I don't need.  It is just something about the set goal of getting rid of X number of articles of clothes from my closet that sets me off.

As far as cars go you really can't just trust anyone either to fix your car.  I guess I have gullible written all over my forehead when I walk into a car place to get my oil change or my emissions test or to get the steering checked.  It seems that unless I go to this one car repair place in good ol' Wash MO I end of getting screwed.  They changed the oil but didn't check the tires.  They checked the emissions but your breaks are need to be replaced.  How am I suppose to know the insides of a car, the human body is enough to learn.

Hmm I guess that is what Dads, brothers, and boyfriends are for....Meg

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    My name is Meg and I am currently a Geriatrics and Palliative Care Fellow at Mount Sinai Hospital in New York City.  I started this blog several years ago as a way to remember and talk about what I experienced while studying abroad in Rwanda during the summer of 2009.

    The blog has now continued and still serves as a way to let my friends and family know what I have been up to and a way for me to open up.

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