No More Volvo Blues (at least for now)

I do not like not having my car. Even though I use it very infrequently I just like being able to look out and see it sitting there, knowing that I could go anywhere if I really wanted to.

I feel the same way about Hannibal. I do not like it when he's not right with me. Even if he is in the bedroom, which isn't often, I'll look in to see if he's okay.

I'm sure some of this has to do with not feeling well all the time, or, more likely, my ocd!

Anyway, Kevin called me at noon to tell me the car was done. Veronica was working until 2 and then she was coming here to take me to get my car. It's 6:45 and I'm still waiting for Veronica to come home. Teenagers!!!