Day 113: Good. Bad. Good.

Today I got a tachometer strapped to the steering column. The test drive is scheduled for tomorrow.
As one saga shows signs of ending, others are beginning: my dad is in one hospital getting better, his sister is in another, and the skoolie has somewhat of a flea problem.
There is good news, though: I have chocolate, a friend turned me onto a natural flea spray, and I found a place to wash and fold my laundry, so I’m saving everything for when I get back to Georgia.