Oil Change

Hello,

Leroy’s car needed an oil change. It is Leroy’s car because he likes it best. It fits him and he likes the clutch better. Here we certainly do not need to cars it is really an extravagance. I can manage to do shopping or whatever when Leroy does not need to drive. After all he just has to walk across the drive to get to work. Mostly the cars sit unused. I suppose that could even be 90 percent of the time. Somehow I think that is not good for the earth.

Going back to the oil change, it was done downtown, meaning that we could walk to the library. We walked up some fancy hills with interesting homes. This town is certainly loaded with large, old majestic homes. Many of them do have signs with age on them. The majority of those are from the mid to late 1800’s and a few were older. One of them was for sale. It had not been kept as well as some and the asking price was a mere $86,000. In my past life I would not have said, “Wouldn’t it nice to buy something like this and fix it up?” Today I said it before I had thought too much. But I was thinking that we would do the actual work. Instead it would have to be hired. Amazing what is rattling around in the head.

Not only were the houses interesting, but the hills were steep so we got that good bit of exercise too. It was cool, however sunny and beautiful. I consider it a nice excursion for Leroy on his day off.

This afternoon we picked up sticks in the yard as someone was mowing. We have a large garden cart and we filled it two times. There are still sticks out there, but at least all of the big ones are gone. The strong wind in the last few days brought down many of them. That is something Leroy enjoys too, doing something with a clear beginning and end. That not always being the case in his work.

Paula