The good news is that the lien release document arrived today. It was sent by certified mail and rather than knock on my door, the carrier simply left the peach-colored pick-me-up card in my mailbox. I know this to be true because I saw the carrier just minutes before he hit our mailboxes, and I waited inside for him to pass before running out to do some errands. Despite his example of why people don't say nice things about the postal system, I was able to pick up the letter at the end of the day, after he'd returned it to the local station.
With that document in hand, I phoned Charlotte and Celo. We have made plans for me to meet Celo at the DMV tomorrow morning at 10 AM. With luck, by Noon I will have sold my car
And now for the lame part: Tonight I went out and looked at my old car and I cried a little. That car was such an identifiable extension of me for so long. It really does hurt to part with it.
My stress level has been really high still. I'm not getting as much done as fast as I'd like to because of the heat. Tonight I had a bit of a breakthrough, however, and got a lot moved down to my storage unit. (It looks like my storage unit, if packed well, will hold much more than I originally thought.) To relieve the stress, I've been going out late at night and driving. Mostly I just drive up and down the north end of town here with the AC on. The cool air and the movement calm me down. Once I get the plates and the updated proof of insurance— soon, I hope!— I'll probably drive around the city more. For now, I'm minimizing my risk of getting pulled over and getting hassled.
I have always been one to drive at night for relaxation. I remember when I had my old Escort I used to head up Waterman and drive up into the mountains. I would usually pull off the road at some point and just look out over the city and the valley. I'm sure if I tried to do that these days, I'd get arrested for some reason.
Even as recent as a few years ago, when my car still ran reasonably well, I would drive at night to relax myself. Frequently, if I came home somewhat early from a performance, I would pick an offramp and then drive around the area.
This enjoyment of night driving has been tempting me to make my cross-country trip at night. I'll probably stick to the day, however. Although the traffic is much better at night, I hope to be able to see things to keep me interested and alert during the day.
I continue to be delighted with my Kindle. I've certainly read enough on it! A few days ago, in my quest to find books by authors not available via Amazon, I discovered some torrent-able resources. Yesterday I downloaded an archive of 1000+ science fiction books. It's a real hodgepodge of books, and I'm probably only interested in 20% of them... but that's still 200+ 'free' books. (I say 'free' because no one is being kidded here.) I'm also currently downloading another archive that is 10 times as large as that science fiction archive. It has much, much more than science fiction in it. I'm not ready to swear that it has 10 times as many books, however. I suspect the books in this archive are primarily PDF files, which take up more room each than the text files I'd previously downloaded. Still, I expect it to be an impressive collection of books when it's finished arriving.
3:30 AM now. Guess I'd better get a few hours of sleep. Keep your fingers crossed for me that everything works out at the DMV.
"Men are superior to women. For one thing, they can urinate from a speeding car."— Will Durst
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