The alarm wasn’t exactly music to my ears, but I was excited
because today was “Take Lizzie Mae to Work Day.” I got a little homework completed and was
looking forward to yoga. This is a first
in a while, yet I have been walking so much, eating carefully and I feel my
shelfs disappearing, my muffins are no longer and my blood is sparkling through
my body (I can feel the cells vibrating).
This may very well be a result
of the VW, because since Saturday, my life has been just about perfect. The pone thing I can complain about is the carpet
here – the pee spots just keep on coming and I swear the dogs are trained….
It is past the point of understanding. Sometimes you simply have to remember that
these people LIVE in this state and stop questioning your sanity. Honestly, the pre-schoolers were much less frustrating
because they have age and little-life-experience as an excuse. I was so proud
of Lizzie Mae at school. She sat there
quite nicely and didn’t pick on any of the other cars. She’s so rad. After work, I headed to go fill
‘er up at Chevron (with Techron), but the gas tank (a locked metal one) had
been looped in on the wrong thread, so it was stuck and I couldn’t get it
open. “Oh, you!!”, I said, with my sore
fingers (those metal keys dig into skin) and after a few minutes, I left. I wasn’t on empty, but I just thought I’d get
it done there. Clearly Lizzie had other plans. At home, I got some gardening
gloves and went back at it. I had it
open in minutes and learned I can’t “push” it in, I have to just set it carefully
and twist. I got a few things necessary
for class and headed off for fill ‘er up attempt #2 and class. At the corner, the motor shut off as I had
messed up with the clutch, so I somehow just popped the clutch (I have no idea
how) and the engine started up again).
Underway, I tried closing the window, however while it goes
down easily, up is another issue. The
window handle broke right off (cheap China metal). This is the third item. I think I can go ahead and order some
replacement parts now or go by to see if I can by some from German Werks Auto
shop (he has a lot of spare parts).
<sigh> No worries,
really. As long as the engine is in good
to decent condition, the rest is icing.
I practiced on my shifting. It has
been quite some time since I had a manual car.
After class, as I headed home, I thought of my dad and how he would
shift in the Porsche. I can still hear
that Porsche Targa 911 engine and it actually helped me know when to
shift. There is no RPM gauge in the VW,
I shift when it sounds/feels right.
I stopped off at Winco to pick up a few things for Ethan’s
party, though another boy may not make it.
Out of the 3 he invited, only 1 is a sure thing. He’ll have fun, though – I booked a foursome
at paintball. I may be the 4th
party. I swear the stop lights know and
turn green…people slow down and look at the bus and smile. It may be because I’m rocking out to CRB… I
need to grow my hair longer and wear a daisy crown. Seriously.
When I got home, I walked into my room, and swear I smelled
Zurich. It was just like walking into
Tanti’s bedroom so long ago. Lots of
Memories are visiting me today and I like that.
It was a lovely day today.
Picture: High school boys feet and sports.
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