She Needs A Name.

OK, so I bought this

from these pics.

I didn't go and look first,

just bought.  

To be fair,

JWS encouraged me.

The man who can see no potential in

houses

or

junk furniture,

was excited.

I tried to harness his enthusiasm,

and for awhile I did,

but it waned as soon as I got in it to drive it home.

What was I thinking?

I mean, the back of my shop t-shirts say

For the Love of Junk.

Reuse - Repurpose - Reimagine

I was not feeling the love here.

  

I like all the retro look.

I like the low mileage,

I even like the old shape of it.

But this? 

I did not like.

  

So I ripped and tore and scraped

and

sweated

and hurt my knees

and

choked from the cleaner

and

scraped some more.

Then I scrubbed

and

together

we patched

and painted.

John is using phrases like

listen to that motor purr

and

we are going to "trick this out"

His TV watching fluctuates

between

Gas Monkeys

and

Carnival Eats.

At least this is not fattening.

 

So, it is looking better

and

I am formulating plans of

"Tricking it out"

after JWS suggests that I go

to

that

Pee Interest

and look for ideas.

  

For now,

this is my solution

for some of the issues.

Bluetooth speaker

and

a

battery diffuser

spewing peppermint oil

to rid the smell.

Now on to the fun stuff,

'cause you know there has to be a serious hiccup

in there somewhere.

When we went to get the van,

I met a vendor there and picked up some of her stuff

to take to my shop.

Loaded it in the back of the pick-up

with the intentions of moving it to the van.

We never moved it

and I took the truck to Smicksburg yesterday

to unload it.

That is when I

backed into the handrail of the porch

with the truck and

did quite a bit of damage to the truck.

I am sick.

I think that I will just take care of everything

and

take it to the body shop

before I tell him.

That is when the tailgate falls off

and

I have to call JWS to tell him what I did.

To his credit,

he laughs.

I am still not seeing the humor in all this.

So the estimate is for a new tailgate, bumper and fender.

I am wondering how I did all that damage

when he informs me that he backed it into

a friends mailbox a few months

ago and did part of that.

He then assures me that he didn't pick me

for my

driving skills.

Apparently his are somewhat the same.

The most of the rest of the day

was filled with more

klutz

than you can imagine.

I have the bruises to prove it.

In my haste to get ready to pick up my car

and

get to Kendall's game

I

picked up my hairbrush

and

a pair of manicure scissors

that were resting on it,

flew up and hit me in the forehead.

Thank goodness it wasn't an inch lower

and in my eye! 

It always could be worse.

Good news of the day....

My car is running very well.

After six months of the brakes being stuck, it now has power again!

Well, off to

Pee Interest

to get some ideas for the van!

and

to think of a name.