After what I said about posting a lot, the follow-up must have seemed a little underwhelming. However, I was not entirely delinquent. As it happens, the qualifier on my prediction was that I would have lots of free time on my afternoons and evenings. It did not turn out that way.
In fact, I spent my first two weeks of work commuting an hour and a half each way, and working on my car's engine all night until I fell asleep. Starting on Saturday the 2nd, and proceeding through Friday the 15th, every free moment that wasn't a Sunday night (and except for Friday the 8th, when some relatives arrived that night) was spent either disconnecting the engine from all its myriad attachments, pulling the engine out of the car, taking the engine apart, fighting with the engine's rear main seal, inventing ways to remove the top bearings, checking the bearings, inserting a new rear main seal, putting the engine back together, cleaning the engine's exterior, buying paint for the engine, taping the engine, painting the engine, putting the engine back into the car, or re-attaching all of the engine's myriad attachments.
Oh, and then trying to get it started once it was all put back together.
As if that wasn't enough, I left for Cape May on the night of the 15th, arrived on the morning of the 16th (1:30 AM, give or take), and then spent much of that Saturday either attempting to fix the transmission fluid leak, washing the car, waxing the car (OK, actually, Richie, Kathryn, and my beloved Lauren did the waxing while I did more attempting), driving to get a wrench to fix the transmission fluid leak, buying a pair of needle-nosed pliers to fix the transmission fluid leak, removing the exhaust pipe, using two wrenches and my new needle-nosed pliers (in series, not parallel) to fix the transmission fluid leak, or re-attaching the exhaust pipe after fixing the transmission fluid leak.
I have some photos of the process, which I intend to post here once July rolls around. Why so late, you ask? Well, that would be because I am leaving on Saturday morning to go to Tennessee with a bunch of great, fun (, responsible.....* cough * cough * cough *) guys, to spend a week camping on Grandpa and Nina's farm. And those pictures haven't been organized or improved yet, so they're not fit for posting tonight. Plus, I need to clean up my room somewhat before I can go to sleep tonight - I haven't seen my lovely carpet for about five weeks now.
Well, as you can see, all it requires to get me to post is posting a comment saying "I think you should post" and poof, it happens. That should be encouraging. We here at Life is Like a Safari take our readers (mostly) seriously (sometimes), as has always been our firm policy.
Goodnight, and good luck (...good providence, for those of you at the family conference).