Had to get my car’s inspection, oil change, and registration renewal this week. I can’t believe I’ve had this car a year. For the first time, I was able to park in the carport.
The last time I parked a car in that space, in August of 2017, Harvey drowned it. Since then, the carport was filled with flood-destroyed furniture and other possessions, then construction materials like plywood, tile, paint, lumber, interior and exterior replacement doors, replacement appliances–and in between, large piles of construction debris that our contractors had to periodically haul to the landfill.
There are still windows to be installed on the house as you can see, but there’s plenty of room for my car. I can’t even remember what I named her. I think Graycie. Maybe one day my brain will be back in full operational mode.