Opening a book

This is a wonderful poem about how reading can change you. I loved it and felt that I had to share. It is along the lines of this post, but says nothing about knowledge. Just that books can change you.

I have read some books that stick with me for a long time. I will randomly think of certain passages in a book and be reminded of how it made me feel. Occasionally I’ll change the way I think about things.

Even when I reflect on how bad a book was, it makes me think. I think about what could have been better. I think about what went wrong. I think about the good parts of the story.

Each book has something for me to think about and each book changes me. I welcome the changes.

Goodbye, old friend

This was the first real car that I made payments on.  I purchased from a coworker whose mother had just passed away, and his siblings were making him liquidate his mom’s estate quickly.  We both benefited from the deal.

My younger daughter was not yet out of the car seat, so she must have been under 6 when we got the car.  She remembers because she wanted to ride with me when I picked up the car, but it was a pain to move the car seat from one car to the other.  She was so mad, she still brings it up occasionally.  She is an adult now.

Both of my daughters learned to drive on this car.  It took me to and from work for at least ten years.  It had a few issues, but we managed to work around them.

My youngest daughter started driving this car regularly to get her back and forth from school once she got her license.  She was supposed to drive the other car, but this car was an automatic and she isn’t comfortable on a stick shift yet.  I started driving the car with the stick shift.

The car started getting bumpy and we took it in to the mechanic.  The mechanic has been very honest with us about what does and doesn’t need to be done to our cars.  In this case, he said that the cylinders are leaking and it needs a complete engine rebuild in order to keep it running.  He told me that it would be really expensive, and it wasn’t worth the cost of the car.  “Put a sign on it ‘mechanic’s special’ and sell it for $500.”  Well, I waited because my daughter needed to get her stuff out of the car, and I wanted to keep the radio because it had sentimental value.  It took months to get it all together.  In the meantime, the battery stopped charging, and it wasn’t worth it anymore to move it for street cleaning every two weeks.

We got to the point where registration was coming due and street cleaning was coming up, so I started to get moving on it.  I decided that I didn’t want to bother with a test drive that started with a jump start, especially since the car didn’t really run well anyhow.

I got the radio out and emailed the car donation place and the car was picked up in less than 24 hours.  It was an easy process.  I can’t believe how much weight this took off my shoulders when I finally called the insurance company and took the car off the insurance.

I will miss this car.  It came into our lives exactly when it was needed and stayed as long as we needed it.  It had wonderful timing all along.  Goodbye, old friend!

Post #300

When I started this blog in October, I thought it was going to go the way of my other blogs. I used to blog sporadically, and then give up on it. I think I just hadn’t figured out the right topic for me.

I go off topic a lot, but I generally stick to book and getting myself to “normal.”  It just clicked when I found my topic and allowed myself to go off topic a little.

I have been enjoying writing the blog more than I thought I would.  I never thought I would get to 300 posts, but here we are!  I am grateful for all of you who follow and like regularly.  Thanks for reading!

Feeling accomplished

I got a call early this morning from the place that is taking the car for donation.  After a couple of phone calls, I managed to schedule the car pickup for 4pm today!

I also made an appointment with the vet for Mini, who has an infected toe.  She goes in tomorrow afternoon, but it’s on the books.

I still have a long list of things to do before my trip, but the big things are being accomplished.  I have a lot of little things to do, but I can fit them in here and there before the trip.  I did write everything down, so there’s a chance I’ll remember to do them.

 

Pop goes the weasel

My daughter and I went to the pet store to get pet food for the zoo at our house.  We needed to get wax worms for the geckos and occasionally they end up dying before purchase.  We’ve learned to open the container to make sure they are wiggly.  My younger daughter and I don’t like doing this because the worms give us the willies.  I informed her that since I was paying, she was going to open the container, not me.  She very gingerly starts to open it.  I start humming pop goes the weasel.  She kept looking at the container like they were going to jump out at her when she opened it.  When she finally opened it, they were all wiggly and there was no problem.  She put the top back on, and I had pop goes the weasel stuck in my head for the next three days.

Prepping for vacation

I have an upcoming vacation. I am doing the last minute things, even though it’s not really last minute yet.

I went to purchase what I need for the trip. I haven’t quite finished, but I got the majority done.

I tried to get a mani pedi done, but I ended up getting called in to go to work, so only the pedi got done.

I got to work and finished up on record time. Then I went to buy sunglasses for the trip. I am almost ready! I am planning on getting the manicure soon.

I also found a lot of memes and book related photos to write about when I’m away. I am sure I’ll have time to write, so I’ll publish when I’m back. At least I don’t have to think about what I’m going to write about. I’ll figure out other topics, too, while I’m away. Always thinking…