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The truck did not get better overnight. In fact, I almost couldn't put it in reverse this morning. When I got it backed out, I drove it to a repair shop. I dropped it off and rented a car. The rental is like piloting a space ship--there are so many features that rely on a trail-and-error process to learn how they work.

The process of getting to the repair shop, getting a rental, and getting used to the rental's features left me zonked. Also, I didn't eat much of anything until around 1pm--and even then it was only a slice of pizza and a green tea Frappuccino. I lay down and fell asleep for a few hours. I also had a small plate of stir fry around dinner time. Now, I'm feeling somewhat more grounded.

There is still a minor amount of chaos going on as my daughter prepares for their week-long trek to Disneyland. They leave in the morning and my yard/dog/fish duties begin. Oh, boy! I feel shaky just thinking about it. I went through this experience when they made a trip to Jamaica. That trip was shorter--only about 4 or 5 days. Tomorrow's trip is for 8 days--that's a lot of dog/fish/yard time for me. I'll settle in once I've started--it's just the anticipation that triggers things for me.

I missed going to dance class today--dealing with the truck issues.

The repair shop called with an estimate of what needs to be done. They have to drop the transmission to access the clutch assemblies. It will be moderately costly for the repair, but is still cheaper than having to buy a new vehicle. The truck is, after all, 13 years old and this is the first major repair (aside from the body work that was done after it was crunched a few years ago). It has been a faithful and trusty steed--and I still think that the manual shifting is better for my feet/legs. I notice how my left foot just hangs around with the rental car and its automatic transmission.

So, it was an eventful Fry Day ( also National Bologna Day)! More to come!