Both Jan and I had melt downs at the same time Friday. Not good. We should take turns. While I was counting books, to see if we had enough for the trip, Jan interrupted to tell me about another job that was needed. My 76-year-old brain cannot multi-task. This never was my strong suit, but now???? So this morning we have a new system that is SO obvious-we make lists by priorities.
Stewball came home late that same day from Bob Hick’s antique Beetle repair shop in Durham. Good thing Bob finished with Stewball’s last going over because a newspaper reporter will be here on Monday at 9:30 am. to photograph him-and maybe interview us too.
Saturday Jan was out-of-town to rack up some continuing ed. credits in pediatric PT so Stewball and I took a shake-down drive up to Lynchburg, Virginia, and back. Total road time, 5 hours. It’s important. If you only drive an antique car 10 or 20 miles around town, it’s likely to go into shock if you suddenly ask it to go around the world. From experience, we know these cars do fine if you test them and prepare, but do terribly if you don’t. I hope Stewball is ready now, but there can always be some little flaw lurking somewhere, just waiting to become a big problem, probably on some back road in Asia.
See you on the road to Paris,