"You may delay, but time will not." - Benjamin Franklin

You know you're tired on the inside when you get all chocked up at the reveal on Fixer Upper.
(If you're not watching that show on HGTV you should. It's good on several levels and is the antithesis to most of what's on TV these days.)

We've banked with Wells Fargo since we moved here nine years ago. We've had our checking, savings, credit card (yes, one) and mortgage with them. We pay off the credit card balance every month and only use it for things that require a credit card, like a rental car, online ordering, plane tickets, etc. A few months ago we got an Alaska Airlines credit card so we could accumulate miles that would help with our trips to Phoenix to see the family after we've moved to Oregon. That meant putting the Wells Fargo card away (our financial guy suggested we not close it down). Yesterday I got one of those emails from W-F about our reward points, something I've never paid attention to. For whatever reason I decided to go to their site and learned that we had a little over 67,000 points and were losing some each month, presumably because they expire and we're not replacing them by using that card anymore. Yeah, but what can you get with 67,000 points. Is that enough to get an electric toothbrush, or a complete set of kitchen spatulas?
Turns out it's enough to get us $650 is Lowe's gift cards! Score!!!
Perfect for us right now.
"Every good gift and perfect gift is from above" - James 1:17.
Wait, didn't you earn those points?
A: It was God's good grace that allowed us to have/spend that money and his providence that had me look at that site after nine years.
T'ank you, Fadder.

With Roger's excellent help (the guy in the 'hood who also does old cars and has a really cool Studebaker) The passenger door now closes. I've got a little adjusting to do with the latch plate so it's snug, but it latches, and that's a big deal.

The VW emissions mess will continue to grow as the implications and ramifications play out. For example, who wrote the program that enabled their diesel models to beat the tests and then pollute at outrageous levels once they'd left the testing station? Whoever that mid-level software engineer(s) was (were) they didn't take them upon themselves. So how far up the ladder does it go? Who authorized this? And will they, and those below them, be held criminally liable?

Pam got sent home early today, but that meant she could help me get stuff out to the garage in anticipation of Saturday's moving sale. Now we just slide things out to the driveway instead of wrestling it through the front door.

As I type this I can look to my right and see an empty living room, or to my left and see an empty dining room. Down the hall is an empty spare bedroom and a master bedroom with nothing but a bed and boxes waiting for our rental truck.
Less is more. Let's hope that by the end of Saturday the garage is equally empty...save for a '59 Chevy truck even nearer completion.

Pam was in a staff meeting this morning and learned about a patient with some really serious sores due, at least in part, to not having been bathed in days. Logs will be inspected and one or more nurses will be in some deep do-do. It doesn't help that the national hospital accreditation agency will be doing an inspection in a couple of weeks, an inspection that will look at patient response forms.

It got up to 107 here today. Elmira hit 81.