Summer Notes- Wednesday, July 3rd. Sunshine and 81 degrees at 10:54 am

 I have a lot of these circles...I really enjoyed drawing and coloring them...and that's the best thing that can happen with circles and colored pencils.  Enjoyment.

I am reading the Lost Recipe for Happiness by Barbara O'Neal.  I read it once before- but since we cannot do interlibrary loan for the foreseeable future.....I am having to re-locate books I have read in the stacks. I haven't fallen into my own bookcase as yet......I did find an addition of a book I had purchased-- a real favorite- but with larger pages..slightly larger print.  A gift in the stacks so to speak. Tomorrow's book.

I had to check yesterday's post before going on here...don't want to repeat.

Son got the Honda which has been sitting in the garage for a year or more--started by installing a new battery.  Then adding some fresh gas and taking it for a ride- adding air to the tires etc.  Everything works. Then he said we should get it registered and pay the tag tax etc....I said okay, lets go.  And we did. Go. to the Town Office...which is next door to the Grocery Store.  Well, sort of next door.

Surprised the hell out of Son with the "Okay let's go".  I put on shoes and grabbed things we might need but forgot the proof of insurance so the guy at the next window asked if it was the neighborhood insurance office and I said yes- and he told my clerk- text the office- they aren't doing anything over there... so she did.  Later son mentioned the guy has the same birthdate as me...not the same year... that would have been  wow!!!!  He was five years younger than me.

We even made an appointment to have the car worked on by Honda- next week.  Then I will drive it. Not far and not often.....but I will drive it.  I think we should celebrate with ice cream.  Or the doughnut in the freezer.

How's that for digging myself out of this hole I have been living in for so very very long.

Next up is finding a new Primary Care Doctor that is within my comfort zone for driving. Also a doctor who actually makes eye contact.  I was used to talking, arguing and getting along with my Primary before she decided on Early Retirement.  Actual Communication.  The guy I have now never says a word. He sits and types.  I am not saying anything...he is not asking anything....so what is he typing?????

I had a shower this morning...my hair needed to be washed....it had stopped being curly. Naturally curly hair...so wonderful.  It is getting thinner thought.  Sad but true.