Today I realize that feeling good is especially nice. The house is clean, laundry done, garage in good working order except for the workspace corner, saw a doctor, cleaned a portion of a closet, made an incredibly huge dent in the chaos which is my hobby room, watered plants, changed the sheets, cleaned the kitchen, played with and fed pets, etc. and I still feel good.
Listened to a show about old cars tonight. The people on the show restore them. There were 70 chargers, 70 challengers, and a 71 super bee. My very first car was a 1971 dodge challenger convertible, orange, white leather interior. When I was a teen I worked as a lifeguard. While I was working there would be a crowd of males drooling on the engine in the parking lot the whole time. they'd pull the hood pins, raise the hood and just talk cars. Listening to a bunch of guys who love those old cars and know their stuff was amazing. I heard information about the cars that I had not heard in decades.
Mom's newest box is mostly packed. A couple of wigs and a wig head, more clothing and scarves, some catalogs. If I send anything else I'll need to pack a second box.
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