Busdaddy’s first wife passed away yesterday morning, and his truck wouldn’t start, so I went over to help him run some errands. The good news is that he filled my gas tank.
The bad news is that I didn’t get any work done here except for changing the sheets on the bed. *sigh* I still have dishes to do and floors to sweep and mop, but the floors are a little iffy, as I’m nearly out of Wet-Jet solution. No more til payday. The same for shower cleaner. :o|
I left my pedometer at Busdaddy’s, but with luck, he will bring it tomorrow. That is, if the truck is working. He seems to think the original diagnosis ($4500 worth) might be faulty, and it may be something that can be solved for a paltry $200. It will certainly take some pressure off him, for sure.
Jerry called me yesterday and told me there was still no news on the part, and asked what I wanted to do. I told him we will wait, and if I have to, I will get another movement permit. Right now, I’m good until the 27th. This wouldn’t have improved if I had had the original smog test even a week earlier.
I’m very sorry about Busdaddy’s first wife, and also his truck. We’ve had another day of success with the new car. Tom took Pat to his Envirothon meeting, way over near South Carolina, and came back safely.
If a part was needed, it would have been needed if you’d gone for the test earlier. That doesn’t make it less annoying of course.
Kathleen missed her nap again. It’s going to be a long 3 hours or so until she can go to bed for the night! Anoreth and Bill have gone to Raleigh for a concert. The Dog is sad.