Honestly, I think the car and I made the same sound when we each had to get going this morning–kind of a slow whine that quickly escalated to a growl.   But we both got started and went about our day.   Like most short weeks, this one feels longer than it should. I don’t know why. But for some reason, time practically stopped at work yesterday afternoon. I swear that I looked at the clock on three different occasions and it said 2:20 each time.   I’m sure...

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