A Clean Car!

The machined aluminum wheels I am going to have put on my car in a few months of saving money. It costs $299 for a set of four rims that fit my car. I am hoping to reuse my current tires. I am also going to get my windows tinted.

Charlie the Great!

Charlie called me late this afternoon to congratulate me on the car. I was expecting my father when I answered the phone.

“It took long enough, didn't it?” Charlie said laughing.

“I had given up all hopes of ever getting that car,” I told Charlie laughing back. “I never even asked about it anymore.”

“Your mother would have been so proud,” Charlie said. “You always take such good care of your cars.”

“I’ve got a surprise for you so meet me at the curb. I am turning the corner down the street onto your street right now,” Charlie then said.

“Charlie’s here!” I said loudly to Maggie who quickly and alertly jumped up into the window.

Maggie squealed with glee when Charlie pulled up to the curb.

Charlie gave me a sack of ice cold leaded Coca-Colas and a big gigantic box of trash bags. I couldn’t thank him enough. Those Cokes sure would hit the spot. He had made my day. He had used my last trash bag last night taking out the trash on their KFC Sunday visit. This greatly increases my grocery budget tonight. It means I can afford that $10 worth of Mrs. Grissom’s gourmet chicken salad after all.

Me? Afraid of Poop? Pshaw!

“Tracy is going to be showing you what you will be doing,” Mrs. Barbara said not long after I arrived this morning. “Hon, do you want a cup of coffee?”

“No thank you, ma’am,” I told her.

“You’re not afraid of poop, are you?” Tracy asked me with a giggle as we entered the dog kennels. “We are going to be putting the dogs in the outside kennels and then you are going to power wash the inside kennels. Then we will bring them back in and feed and water them.”

“Sounds great to me,” I said chirpily and anxious to get started.

There were 30 kennels to clean which took me several hours. Tracy, a cute little lass, kept coming back to see how I was doing. She said she was emptying litter boxes where the cats are kept in a separate room. It seems to me that they were just glad to see a new face around the place.

My phone vibrated in my pocket while I was cleaning and it was my father. I turned the raucously loud power washer off.

“Call me when you get home,” he said. “We are going to get the insurance to your mother’s car in your name and I have a bill of sale drawn up along with the title. We’ll go by the courthouse and finalize everything about your mother’s car.”

This day was looking up by the minute.

I went into the bathroom around noon to take my crazy meds and hoped as all hell they didn’t make me woozy like they sometimes can do. I was taking them on an empty stomach. Normally, I would welcome the feeling. I forgot to pack a lunch not really knowing how long I would volunteer today.

“Honey,” Mrs. Barbara said. “That’s all you have to do today and we’ll need you to do it Wednesday as well if you don’t mind. I don’t want to put too much on you your first day. We appreciate your help.”

I told everyone goodbye and headed out for a rendezvous with my father after I called him on the phone and said I was leaving the Humane Society.

Dad met me at Progressive and we easily got mom’s car insurance in my name. It took all of five minutes. Our next rendezvous was at the courthouse annex just down the road. Charlie had handled all the paperwork and got it ready for my father. Everything went smoothly and I am the proud new owner of a Honda Civic LX.  They are going to mail me the new title for the car.

Dad and I are going to buy our groceries tonight and I am going to be one tired little puppy when I get home. I have just about zero groceries in this house.

Rather Interesting…

My father called me late this afternoon.

“Are you feeling better today?” he asked.

“I am feeling like my old self,” I replied.

“I left your Cokes and cigarettes on the chair outside the backdoor,” he told me. “I am in Auburn and will be home tonight.”

I drove over to get the goods and noticed my mother’s car wasn’t in the garage and the BMW was. The CR-V was parked in the driveway. Why did he go to Auburn in my mothers car was omnipresent on my mind. He said this week was the week he was getting my mother’s car in my name.

“Matt’s car has about had it,” he told me yesterday. “I know Matt will be glad to get your car soon.”

Matt drives a 1991 Nissan Pathfinder if you can believe it.

Could interesting things be afoot? Hmmm…It makes me wonder. Lord knows, I have waited long enough and had my hopes dashed a dozen times. I better not get too excited.

Charlie's On Board...

For Glittermom who asked about this the other day and I never replied:

"John, you need to get on the ball about Martha's car," Charlie told my father last Sunday.

I was sitting in the den listening to them banter back and forth.

"Martha's car has a recall and I am going to get that fixed first," my father replied.

"Well? When do you want to drive it up to the Honda place?" Charlie asked. "I will follow you."

"I'll help in any way I can as well," I chimed in, hoping to get my mother's car soon.

"I am going to keep nagging him till we get you that car," Charlie told me as we were walking down my father's back steps.

I thanked Charlie and told him I needed all the help I can get. My father is a supreme procrastinator.