Ah, the simple pleasures in life.
Finding a dollar on the pavement. A warm, fuzzy sweater right out of the dryer.
Getting an ultimately sweet parking spot when you’re on the brink of running late for work.
Oh yes, that’s a good one.
And that’s just what happened to me & Doña yesterday morning. First spot in the deck! Couldn’t have been more perfect.
But wait– it somehow found a way to get better, or, at least, a little sweeter.
This spot was an exceptionally tiny compact-car-only spot.
Fortunately for us, Doña Farfalle the Fiat 500 is just that.
Think we left enough room between her rear end and the rear line?
Funnily enough, the car I parked next to was a Jeep Cherokee, as you can see. That was the last car I owned (back in 2007). And she could have never fit in that cute little spot.