AAACK Friday is more like it....

The day after Thanksgiving is one I always take off on general principles.  It's the one holiday that private enterprise masters excuse their minions from, mainly so they can go out and Shop Till They Drop, but banks and government offices, for the most part, are forced to remain open.

So if I have a case in need of filing (as I did, electronically, late this morning) or a check in need of depositing (as I did, in person, late this afternoon), I'll take advantage, neener-neenering under my breath.

It was less fun this time, because finally, The Sicks of people around me caught up with me. I awoke to a sore throat and general malaise. It hasn't blossomed beyond that- yet- but I took care not to push it most of the day.

Exceptions:

The kids advised yesterday that they hadn't yet gotten around to having their new car photographed. It's an insurance Thing in this state, to prevent totalled heaps from being insured and then reported for collision damage.  When we signed the thing up two weeks ago, they printed out a list of places both here and nearer to them where they could do it.  Never happened; Emily somehow got it that it was Cameron's picture they needed, and he was never available to do it. Also, when they came here the other night, no list. But I remembered a collision shop where we'd done a previous vehicle, and I took it over there late this morning and got the deed done.

I then also almost had to drive over to Cam's dad's place because their car, once they retrieved it, wouldn't start. I suspected it was a safety feature gone bad, so I talked Emily through the Neutral Safety Switch Trick and the Jiggle The Locked Steering Wheel Trick, but neither of them worked. I told them I'd be over, but by the time I was ready to walk out the door, they called back: Scott had jiggled the wheel enough to get it unlocked and thus restarted.

After that, my only departure was to procure cat fud and work in a workout.  I did well with it, so whatever this is, it seems not to be affecting me that much from the neck down.

I did see a great license plate in my travels:



To which the best response on Facebook was simply

NDLSOWITU

And the poster's not even from the Anglican-Methodist tradition, so I was pretty impressed:)