Another weekend has come and will soon be gone, and I have so many cuts and bruises that I feel as if I've been physically assaulted. Was I? No. It was that stupid car.
On Saturday, I finally got around to working on my car. It came with manual locks and windows. I wanted power locks and windows. Oh, I know - you can't have everything you want. But I wanted power locks and windows - especially the windows. There's something about having to lean over to the opposite end of the car to roll down your insanely tinted windows that takes all of the fun out of having insanely tinted windows. So I bought the parts and took the task head on. I spent six long hours on, in, or under my car. Oh yes, I could have finished the entire project in two hours, if I had any prior knowledge of what I was doing. The first door took five hours; the second door only took one.
At least I learned something, right? ...right? After all, life is only fun when you're learning. Keep that in mind.
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