This week has been brutal. I realized last night when I got home that I had put in 42 hours at work Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. I'm not complaining; I do enjoy my job, but I don't have the energy when I get home to do things I enjoy doing. And that sucks. So I didn't post anything, didn't check mail and I didn't do the dishes!
I did the dishes tonight. But I didn't re-build carburator on my Karmann Ghia

I miss driving this car... it's good for me; I'm a better driver when I'm in it because it forces to me to pay attention; I care about how I drive it and how hard I drive it... I can not say that about all my other cars. Speaking of the "others", I'm down to four now. The Bug convertible is gone... a distant and fond memory. Tha Cobalt is too... more distant and not nearly as fond.
On that note, it's time to go to bed and dream about driving the Ghia... with my lady. ;)
1 comment:
VERY nice pic of the Ghia.
I feel your pain about the hours. I have a few of those tee shirts, but I don't wear 'em any longer. ;-)
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