When we first moved here, Chad met Jason. Jason is one of the local funeral home directors, lives in an apartment above the funeral home and that’s where they hang out on weekends. Jason is running for coroner and of course, we have a sign for him in our front yard. Jason is a really good guy and is involved in lots of civic activities and I think he’s been a good influence on Chad.
Chad’s all involved with the local politics, mostly thanks to Jason. Chad’s all dressed up in this brand new sports jacket that he thinks is so cool and I think it’s kinda funny . . because there’s some kind of effort today to get people registered to vote and Chad’s loving being a part of all of it.
I’ve spent yet another day dealing with vehicles. Chad and I took his car to the transmission shop early this morning. It’s about 40 miles . . I’m going to guess west of here so that probably means it’s east but anyway . . it was 40 miles away. It was the first time I’d driven my car since getting it out of the shop and there’s a definite whistle from a wind leak coming around the door that was smashed. Took it back to the body shop and they worked on it about 20 minutes and sent me on my way. Nope, still not fixed. Went back and made the guy ride around with me for a minute. He told me it would take about 20 minutes to fix it so I called Vince to tell him I wasn’t going to be home for lunch and his pickup was ready to be picked up. The repair shop had to put a new fuel pump on it. So, he picked me up at the body shop, then we went and got his truck; brought the truck home, went and had lunch and then went back to get my car. Oops . . the door is all taken apart . . insides hanging out and they need a few hours to work on it. So I took Vince to work and left him there without a vehicle. Hopefully my car will be fixed by the time he gets off and he can bring it home. I brought his car home and then I had to take Chad to school. Bet you can figure out that there’s not much of anything except running the roads going on around here.