I’ve spent the morning washing Smokey so she’ll have a couple of fresh paint-protecting coats of wax on her before our trip to New Mexico. 

I know it’s the summer, and that I live in the Texas Panhandle, but when did I get so old that a simple wash and wax required multiple breaks to recoup my energy? Good grief!

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