I'm hoping to devote some of today to Pearl.
She hasn't been washed in weeks. Yes, weeks, and it's killing me. I cannot stand to see dirt on this car. And now that the snow is nearly gone (thanks to back-to-back days of temperatures over 50) she needs a wash more than ever.
I hope to get her in at the carwash across from the office. Then she'll be all nice and sparkly when I leave work and take her to meet her Uncle Jim. Uncle Jim being my mom's high school friend who has worked on cars most of his life and most of ours for the past few decades. Since I'm out early today, I'm hoping to catch him at his shop this afternoon.
I'm hoping that I will be pleasantly surprised by what Jim can do for her. Not banking on that, but hoping just the same. I'm further hoping that he will be able to diagnose and rid me of the engine light. (I'm relatively convinced it's nothing serious, but then I'm not ASE certified either.)
It's going to be a short day at the office, so let's see how much I can get done. Ideally, I'll be able to cross off a bunch of to-dos while simultaneously managing Pearl.