You would think after the craziness of yesterday that today would be calmer – Nope.

At 9AM, I took my car to my favorite garage.  Fortunately, Carlos had time for me, and he thought he could get the work done by 11:30 when I had my dentist appointment.  I did homework in the shop while waiting.  At 11:25, the tires were still off and the breaks were not yet on, so Carlos let me borrow his truck so I could go to the dentist.  Talk about customer service!  Putting in the new filling at the dentist office was no big deal – done in 40 minutes – so I was soon back at the shop.  The car was done.  I asked Carlos if he had heard any squeaks while test driving the car.  He had.  I suspect that the upper strut mounts are dead and gone.  He thought so too, based on my description, so he put the car back up on the rack.  He couldn’t see anything wrong, but he also can’t see the upper part of the strut without taking things apart.  We agreed that it wasn’t (yet) worth it to take the back suspension apart.  Man, these breaks work well – maybe too well!

With the breaks accomplished, I had time for lunch before getting my TB test looked at in the hospital.  I ate Greek food.  I arrived at the hospital just as the staff was coming back from lunch.  Unfortunately, the shot clinic people come 15 minutes later, so I had to wait.  I waited 45 minutes because the shot clinic was understaffed.  I got my TB test checked, which takes maybe a second, but then the nurse couldn’t print my documents, which I needed to prove I had taken the test.  It took her 15 minutes to get a print-out.  When I got home, I quickly did my remaining homework, and then went to school.  On the way to school, I got a phone call from my “handler” for layout.  He knew that I had just finished my previous contract over the weekend, and he might have another opportunity for me.  Hmm, I don’t know if I really want it right now!  I’m trying to become a substitute.  He’ll call me tomorrow and discuss the details.

Yeah, my dad called my while I was on my break at class.  He lives!  I wished him a belated happy birthday.