Surgery.
Poor Bertha undergoing some delicate internal surgery. Yesterday they took out the old cruddy transmission and today they've been trying to get the new one in. Apparently they had to put a new cooler on the front of the radiator and it was bigger...so they had to jerryrig something. I, of course, know zilch about what they're doing but it's nice to trust the outcome to a Higher authority.
Speaking of knowing zilch, in the picture you may or may not be able to see that long tubey thing on the ground -- I got laughed at for not knowing it was the drive shaft. :p
This morning the church was doing a home missions day, so eight folks met at the home of an older woman in the church and whacked away at the lawn all morning. I raked more leaves than I ever have in my entire life -- including the old youth group Rake-n-Runs -- and I'm pretty pooped. Thankfully most of the work was in the shade because every time my elbow accidentally strayed into direct sunlight I felt like that guy in Deep Impact whose face sizzled in one second of direct exposure. ;)
The auto shop closes at 1, but they told me they'd work on it until it was finished. Currently the test drive is tentatively scheduled for 4. Hopefully I can get on the road not much later than that...
I'll drive as long as I can stay awake and then finish in the morning. My first activity is dinner tomorrow night with the other authors in my publishing house at some fancy schmancy restaurant at the CNN Center. I, of course, am so fancy schmancy myself that I will then turn around and drive an hour back out of town to the el cheapo RV park where I'll be staying. ;)
