Working For The Weekend – The Saga Continues…

I have a confession. I live in my car or at least you would think that I do if you've ever ridden in Silver Betty. "You can just toss that shoe/shirt/purse/folder/cup/trash in the backseat/trunk/under the seat," I say to any and every passenger who gets into my vehicle between her biannual cleanings. Plan B My … Continue reading Working For The Weekend – The Saga Continues…