Flash forward five days, September 6, yours truly is driving down TheFive to Anaheim to help out with an executive PowerPoint presentation when a rock kicks up from the road, hits the windshield of the aforementioned six-day-old vehicle and cracks the windshield. As yours truly looks on in disbelief as the small thumb-sized crack has spread to more than a foot in length, the friendly repairman explains that this is typical in newer Japanese manufactured cars…is this his passive aggressive way of telling me I should have bought American? And my windshield is cracked, again, and I’m just thinking that I should accept the fact that maybe fate is telling me a little crack in my life wouldn’t hurt.
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We got to work by putting everything away, organizing the gardening tools and moving the furniture out onto the lawn.We even pulled up the old carpet!Phillip spent Saturday morning putting down the new carpet.It's always a big job because of the odd shape of our patio.When it was finished, we moved the furniture back.This shelf used to be black, but I gave it a quick coat of cream spray paint.
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