I’m spending the evening in the garage working on my car. This morning, I left my wife a note to get certain Scooter Parts and Accessories for me. She went to several stores and then finally she just plain got irriated with me when I told her that we might need to go back to the dealer. And the dealer is about 70 miles away. She’s not happy and I’m not about to face her. I guess I should have thought about it before I left her the note. Of course, as I sit out here by myself, I realize that I could probably order them online and have them shipped. I probably won’t tell her.

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