Wheels!

Thanks to my old friend, Terry, I now have my own transportation again and am no longer dependent upon begging rides from other folk. (I hope).

As I may or may not have written, I obtained new auto insurance about ten days ago. However, I could find no one available to ride me to the auto license bureau to update my license plates that (with everything else in my life) expired last February. When Terry responded to an email I sent informing him of my new address, I called him and asked if he could provide me with transportation to get my license decal and then to my house to pick up my car. He did and I am most grateful!

My CR-V now sits in my mother’s driveway. I did have an incident, however. On the way from my house to Mom’s house another motorist informed me that one of my front tires was very low. He was right! So I pulled into a gasoline station and, when I found it took three quarters to purchase air, grabbed my stick (cane) and hobbled inside to change a dollar bill. I then put air in the tire and drive to Mom’s house.

When I arrived, I couldn’t find my stick! It wasn’t in the car. Then I noticed it lying outside on the hood by the windshield. I had placed it there when I bent over to put air in the tire and drove all the way to Mom’s house without noticing it directly in front of me—or, thankfully, it falling off. I must have had another of what some folks call “senior moments.”

One final note: With any luck (and no more on-coming trains) Alex and I should be back in my house by Saturday!