Early Morning Walk

My car is at my parents' house. They graciously agreed to look after it while it gets some minor repairs before it is officially certified and licensed. I have their 1996 Toyota Avalon instead.

Yesterday, I noticed a leak underneath the car and so I took it down to be checked out. I dropped the car off at 8:15 this morning and the guy told me that he hoped that someone would be able to look at it by noon. I was surprised that it was going to take all morning to give me an estimate, but I accepted the fact that I wouldn't be able to wait for it and I headed home.

I walked from Front and Spadina to my house at Bloor and Bathurst. I'm not kidding here, but when I was one block from my house the phone rang. They had finished the estimate and the damage was going to be $1800.

The car has 450,000 kilometres and that it is worth nothing as a trade in and I knew that my parents were not going to drop that kind of cash on the car. Even though I was within site of my house, I turned around and walked back to the dealership.

So I got my day's exercise this morning; about 70 minutes worth of walking. It wasn't that bad, and now I'm heading upstairs to paint for a few hours before I head out on more errands.