Awww. A car in the shop is never convenient; I always worry I won't remember what the rental is I'm driving and will lose track of it. And I still miss the standard transmissions I used to drive. (When you buy used cars there is a lot less selection in things like that.)

I took a small gift from the garden to my medical appointment today, a half-dozen of same "new potato" size red lasodas. Since last year I didn't have a garden, this is a nice marker of progress health-wise after the statins were stopped.

There was a side trip to the favorite Goodwill store, but I left empty handed. That after noticing a foot controller for an old sewing machine that was by itself, and finding the machine across the room and putting them back together. And noticing a vintage Noritake china set from Japan and putting all of bowls and plates and saucers with the gravy boat. People buy those to sell on eBay, might as well make it easier. It won't be me. (I was reminded that I have a bunch of vintage Russel Wright melamine I should sell myself.) #OCD at the Goodwill.

Lunch with an old friend and a couple of pleasant conversations while shopping add up to a good day out.