Another fun day fixing up the car, yesterday. This time it was relatively cheap but it could have been worse. The month before last it was engine sensors, last month it was the starter and the battery. When I was heading home from the truckstop, the car was wobbling severely. Oh great, the car hates me.
One rear tire was coming apart, the other was cupped badly. But, the were still all under warranty, so $70 for 4 new tires. Not bad, considering.
We kinda need this old beast to keep running for a while and so far, repairs have cost less than new car payments. Let’s keep that up shall we?
A few days ago I had my fiftieth birthday, a half century down, another half to go. Had a great time celebrating with Terry and as many of our family and friends as we could get with. Had chow at The Lob, cake and margaritas at Mom’s. Drank enough to be pleasantly buzzed but not enough to drunk. I haves drank that much in years. Shame that, it feels good!
The cancer is still there and still quiescent, in a couple of weeks I get another CT scan and see the doc. But so far everything is cool on that front and will be, I guess, as long as I can get those expensive shots. I worry about that sometimes…
Still driving a truck, still being aggravated by shippers, receivers and dispatchers but that is SOP for a trucker. At this moment, I’m waiting for a unloading dock three hours past my appointment time and the rest of my weekend work schedule is totally fucked. The dispatch dudes are scrambling for ways to make it all work out, but I expect little result. “Hours Of Service” is a bitch.