slowly now
Cold, icky, rainy day. It’s kind of hard to believe that just three days ago Luke and I took our first "new walk" (walks are an institution with us) through the upscale neighborhood across the street, wearing flip-flops and shorts. Today long johns are advisable. Yuck.
Diane and I had a conversation today about me becoming a car mechanic. I have to say there are few things I love more than working on cars. It really doesn’t matter whose car it is (though it will be said some are easier to work on than others), as long as I’m under the hood with a socket driver, ratchet-drive box-end wrench and a long Phillips screwdriver, I’m happy. I’d like to think my diagnostic skills aren’t that bad either. I know a lot of that comes with experience and familiarity with a particular make/model of car, but I’ve seen a thing or two in the 9-odd years I’ve been working on them. I fantasize some days about owning a little two- or three-bay shop that specializes in a particular make or three, and just working on cars all day long. Of course there are always the attendant hassles of customer service and bookkeeping, etc, but I think the enjoyment I would derive from the satisfaction of fixing someone’s car would overcome that. It’s all a pipe dream at this point, but Diane is willing to entertain the idea at least in conversation, which counts for a lot. I dunno. Idle thoughts on a drippy Saturday afternoon.