needles

So, after I got home from church. I had my dad look at my car. I believe the clutch or transmission, and possibly some bar holding or directing the right front tire is not good. . . my car needs some love. Not gonna stress out about it, just gonna trust God with it. Because ultimately, no matter how much I do not want to be reliant on my parents, well I still am. So, things will work out. After he "scoped" the car, I went inside to get started on my BSF, and then he just vanished. I saw him go out back, but didn't know what for. When I finished, he was on the roof with a big broom sweeping of pine needles. I asked him, "Do you feel safe up there?" To which he replied, "NO." I said to him, "Well, why don't you come down and then I will go get changed; we can switch places." Then he corrected me and said, "Why don't you go get changed and then once you are back out here I will come down." That is what I did, and I finished the job for him. I also cleaned the sky lights. Roof and sky light windows are looking real good.

Then I made a little something for Janice. Check it out.