Oboy. Y’know, I used to rather enjoy working on cars. Well into my mid-twenties I enjoyed tinkering with cars. I really enjoyed tech school – in fact I kind of understand why a lot of people look back on school as their happiest time, though I don’t share the sentiment.
Then I went to work in dealership back shops. I quit wrenching fulltime … lemme think… 1984? Something like that. And I still hate working on cars. You’d think I’d have gotten over it long since. Not so bad when they’re new cars, really. The Jeep hasn’t been new in 17 years. Been about that long since it was last clean.
Got’er done, though. The rears, anyway. I’m getting too old and my joints are too messed up to want to tug wrenches hour after hour unless there’s a better reason than “There’s still the fronts to do.”
Now having washed my head and hands, I’m going to enjoy this nice cup of tea and then LB and I will go for a test drive in the wash.
