Onto my next internal adjustment ... dealing with yet another childhood shackle my interactions with my father had left me with. You can follow the details in my Steinbeck Warmups thread.

Dealing with a miffed repair, I think. We needed an alternator replaced and used wrench.com. Routine, right?

But, when we moved the car half a block it ran rough and there was a smell of gas. Called wrench ... next visit by the same mechanic on Monday at three. Disrupts a few plans my partner had to attend a class. For the second week.

My work with a senior center is probably wiped out. Despite the huge grant because that was from before ... this is going into post-COVID19. Seniors will be last "allowed" to congregate. The grant was all about various was to get together. In person. As in face-to-face.

My client has said "wel'll have to be more careful about my hours" from now on. So 2023 has shrunk to April 2020.

As we say when playing bid whist after a game ended,
New Day. Deal the cards.
Revu2