Know I am in charge of my finances so know who to blame for a very tight budget and no play money on a weekend. But both the Metro and Fraelsi have gas in their tanks and the sun is out. The house is quiet, the grass too damp yet to mow, but I still need to change out the filters for the water and the furnace/air conditioner. And that job does not need the grass dry.
Great to get up to a quiet house, even Kid is gone, probably to help Jake work. I am glad Jake is here, getting started with his college education and life after the Marines, but I do miss living alone at times. And I remind myself how much I have missed that boy over the years, and how glad I am to have the time with him. But, the living room used to be mine and I think it was generally cleaner. I have nothing to say about the condition of the downstairs bedroom.
The new air filter is on the way, I am still not pleased with the new check out system at E-Bay, but seller had the part shipped out the same day as I did that 'buy it now' and had to pay for it then, not wait for seller to send/email an invoice.
Fraelsi means freedom in the Farose language, and that is what this small motorcycle gives me back, and the Farose are the place I would love to go and stay a month or so. Not sure how I could ever afford that, the way I manage my money right now.
But I am not sorry I have the new bike, and I do have it running, rough but that is possibly air cleaner and air/fuel mix so I should be able to deal with that on my own. I might get some help/oversight with checking the valve clearance, not a job I have ever done, book and Internet make it doable but not sure what tools I will need and would like, if Larry will, to have a bit of supervision the first time I do that.
Hand are again hurting a lot, most the time, waking me again at night, and it is the jobs I do at work, they improved for a while, when I was moved off sorting pins and equipment racks and just bagging the equipment, but I am back to doing the bag pins, sorting the equipment before bagging and then finish the shift bagging so once again the hands are hating me. I will hunt down the splints and start sleeping in them again as I need my hands for everything I do, and do not enjoy this pain stuff.
Finances will improve, a week at a time, bills are getting paid and no one is starving out. Not having extra money to play will not damage me, and I don't really want to jump in the truck and go anywhere .