Partial commute

Since I get paid tonight, and since my conversation with the company that will be fixing my truck revealed that it may take them two days to get the work done, I left my truck at their lot this morning on my way to work. It's a few blocks from my employer's main office, and a few more blocks out of my typical morning commute path.

Hopefully they can simply replace the perch without having to install a new bushing in the spring eye. Given the amount of rust in the perch, it's hard to predict.

Being without my truck is only a minor inconvenience for me, as I like riding a bike to get places. It was good that at least one car was roadworthy Monday evening, though--I hate the thought of hauling an ill cat the nine miles to the vet's office--I'd probably have found a closer one in that case, although I've always had very good service from the one we've been using. Finding a closer vet would still not have dealt with getting Al's body to Mom's for burial--a round trip of some thirty-five or forty miles, the last twenty of which would have been in dark conditions.

In other words, I'm not quite ready to go car-free. I reduce reliance on my car when I can reasonably do so. It's a choice for me--part pragmatism, part simply that I'd rather by groceries than gasoline (and insurance, and more frequent replacement of wear parts, etc).

I am ready for some down time, but I don't expect to get much for a while. I have a couple of deadlines to meet, and one I've already blown.