Day 125:
Today was the hottest day on record for this date in the DC area, Boy'O. Absolutely smoking' for a day in mid April! Per the fates I was summoned for jury duty, but when my number wasn't called I went about getting a few things done seeing as how I was already off from work. One of those things would be to continue to get this house ready for sale, and that includes power washing...
To some degree I actually enjoy this kind of work. It's focussed yet mindless, laborious yet not all that taxing, and when the job is done I'm immediately gratified by the new, clean look of the surface I just blasted the hell out of... Though with the Sun baring down on me and sweat filling up my eyes, coupled with the spray of water and dirt in the air, I got over it pretty quickly. There was a side of me that felt a tinge of guilt in that I was home and you were at daycare... Then again, there'd be no way for me to get done all that needed doing were you here for me to be concerned with. I suppose that's what I have to tell myself anyhow...
In other news, the repairs to the Tahoe are predictably a disaster. Dealing with insurance companies, despite the fact I haven't so much as scratched another car nor had a traffic violation of any kind in almost 20 years means NOTHING when these people want their money, Conor. Cut throats and thieves, the lot of 'em... I'll address it soon enough though. Seems I got the bug again. After almost 7 years of driving the Tahoe (the longest I've ever driven a car / truck), I think it's time we upgrade to a new vehicle. Only now I'm thinking we're going with an actual truck as opposed to an SUV. I can get a lot more utility out of a truck and frankly, Mommy's car is a quasi-SUV. So I've narrowed my choices down to a single truck; the Dodge Ram 1500 "Longhorn" Edition. Four door crew cab, 4x4, 390 horsepower HEMI, great gas milage (considering the vehicle) and a whole lot-a beef. To suggest you're anything but safe in this vehicle would be understated. It's a four wheel drive tank with leather seats, and boys love trucks... So that's become my plan...
It's time to give you a bit more to eat in the hopes of your making it through the night, Boy'O. And so I'm off to make you a bottle... Last night marked another record night for the Lion Heart... 8 hours of sleep. STRAIGHT! It's the little things, Son. That's what I always say anyhow...
I love you, Boy.
-Dad
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