My hubby….In the garage..one more time. He’s changing the struts on the 20 year-old Jaguar….I can’t believe our cute little car is 20 years old. So here we are, me on the computer watching my favorite person in the whole world work on the car.
It’s only 96 degrees….not that bad. Since we have gotten older, heat isn’t nearly as daunting as it was when we were in our 40s. So if you come to our house and the temperature control is set at 80, please understand……and turn down the air. Don’t you worry, we will turn it back after you leave. Forgive us please! One of these days you might be cold when the temp reaches 80….you will understand around age 75.
“Why are you working on the car when we could take it to a repair shop?”, I asked. With a strong voice and a sense of pride he told me he wanted to “just do it myself”. I understood immediately. Sometimes I just want to do it myself, too.
Don’t you worry, I will be right here beside him just like the old days. If that photo looks a little scary to you, believe you me, he puts safety first. Nonetheless, I checked it out myself. Just did it himself.
I love you.
