When the meter ticket guy drove by at a quarter after 10 and mentioned to me that I could move my car just around the corner for a great 2 hour parking spot, I cheerfully said - no thanks, this spot is fine! Hmm, that didn't make sense, why would he mention a different 2 hour spot?
Think, Lisa.
I stared at the meter for an embarrassing amount of time then realized it was a 30 minute meter. Will I ever get this damn parking thing figured out? If it's not the meter reader, it's a huge bug, a moose, wild sheep or rain chasing me from my easel. All in a day's work.
Broadway and 1st
12x18 pastel
Debby McAllister in an appropriate 2 hour parking spot
right behind me
The perfect spot - I thought