Broken Stuff
It seems like the last couple weeks is about broken stuff. Angie was rear ended on her way to work. The car is broken, she was injured and seems to be largely on the mend. The refrigerator decided to croak at the same time too.
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I am doing some refocusing. I have been taking long walks in the early morning before sun up. I like to watch and feel the rumble of trains as the +100 car double stacked container hot-shots fly by in the dark. They are modern miracles in plain sight. There are many. I am rectifying the mengerie of multi-state licences on my fleet of 5 cars (Georgia, Maine, California). It is pretty funny talking to the insurance companies. "And what is the main purpose of your vehicle?" Since we are working from home the main purpose is to get groceries and catfood once a week. Yes, we need five cars for that. We just do. The grocery store is about a mile away. Yes we can walk. Sometimes we do. The rain has continued into early fall. It has been a wet year here in Georgia. The bugs love it. The lake level raised 16 inches during some storms recently. It pushed the boat on the dock and left it there.