There's No Place Like Home ... When You Finally Have It To Yourself!

08:30

Last night was the most freakish I have had in a long time. I was a little nervous driving into town last night, but all went very well. I wasn't worried about my driving so much as I was worried about everybody else's. Most of these people have lived here all their lives and they are still surprised that it snows every year.

Morons.

Anyway, it was mostly wet on the way in. Coming home though, that was more interesting. Never mind the icy spots (mostly at intersections - caused by people who first slide to a halt, then spin to try and take off quickly. Morons.), those I can deal with. It was the fact that I had no low beams at all. Which is okay in the city - it's pretty well lit, but once I got into the highway ... I was not happy. I could just barely see what lane I was in. Luckily it's a pretty straight forward drive. As soon as I hit my RR turn though, those highs came on! It was SO good to see where I was going.

Thank all that's Good that I made an appointment to get the truck taken in on Wednesday. I could have taken it in on Tuesday, but that might have interfered with my T'n'T plans. I don't want to miss that. Jade will be driving me in to my lesson tonight. Which means he'll be miserable. I'll just be happy that it's my last lesson. They were going to automatically bill me for the next session too. Uh, no. Not happening, thanks. And I won't be back either. This automatic session charging clued me in to why I'm dis-satisfied with the teaching method and why it feels like it's just a practise after practise. It's a gradual continual thing ... I'd have to take lessons for the year to get the full learning experience. Possibly longer. I was being treated like I was part of the cycle. Which is stupid, because I wasn't even aware that the cycle existed. That's not how it was described to me.

Nah, next time, I'll get a one-on-one trainer. Then I can get proper instruction for Me. The lessons I'm about to finish just destroyed what confidence I had. I used to be a pretty good rider - now I wonder how I used to stay on a horse.

Anyway ...

The exodus into the basement has slowly begun. Most of the big stuff will wait for the guys to get home. I just can't get it moved by myself. Dona is in just as much of a hurry, but she's still recovering from a broken arm and she says she's just not strong enough even if she wasn't. So there you are. I can help get things started though. ;)

*BOOT!*

Hee hee!

Sweet Dreams!

PS. Did you see him yet? He's not that hard to miss!