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Used Up

I went to the garage this morning to start cleaning up from swapping the transmission last night.  I had bolted everything up and took it for a test drive immediately, so that I could get to bed.  I drove off, around, and back to park in the drive way.  I left the garage as is, otherwise.

So when I opened the door and stepped inside, the awkwardness really hit me.  It was like a memory from a college gang bang or orgy.  It started with the ache all over, as the damp cold air pushed against me.  It was unnaturally silent and empty.  All of the people that had helped me …. were gone.  The smells oozing from the remnants of the fluids on the ground were not any where close to appealing, as they had been the night before.  Scattered across the floor were various tools of the trade and empty cartons, used up in the heat of the moments and trampled on.  Even though everything belonged to me, I couldn’t touch anything with out gloves.  Even the cleanest of tools still dripped in slippery grime, it was hard enough to clean myself off last night … round two would not even begin.  As I’m cleaning up and organizing as to what should be in my normal to-go bag, I filter out the various things that don’t belong.  Things that are too big or too small … too long or need external power.  The room is becoming even more empty now.  I’ve finally got all the items off the ground and realize that even through the silence of where I am, even through the odors emitting from what hasn’t been mopped up yet, the accomplishment is great.

It is time to finish cleaning up now, for I know I’ll be doing all over in a few weeks.  Once again, I’ll be on the ground, getting dirty in clothes for the occasion.  Soon, I’ll be aching all over as I scrub myself down in the shower, full of regret.  It was all worth it though and I know that I’ll remember that as I put my hands on the wheel to drive away.


Special Thanks To:

  • My Partner, Mari
  • Kevin Garcia
  • Bryan Meinschein
  • My regular crew at Advanced Auto, on Santa Fe Dr
  • All the guys at Miller Import

About Ashley Young

I'm a North Carolina transplanted girl reaching my 30's. A few years ago, I procured my first DSM that would eventually mature many of my skills. This website is dedicated to the stories, adventures, and lessons that the car has brought to me over the years.
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