Brag and Tell

Because I don't have pictures, it's not show and tell.
OK, it's not really anything to brag about. But it's improvement.
I went to bed at 1:00am and got up at 8:15. And I plan on repeating that tonight.
I'm getting back into the swing of a better sleep schedule.
I guess I should report on the progress of my goal.
I'm talking about the "stick to a schedule" resolution from January.
I'm doing it! It's paying off too.
I just noticed that nearly the whole left column starts with "I".
I'm not vain, I promise.
I go work-out on the elliptical for an hour on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Then on Tuesday and Thursday I go to a free class called "Abs that Rock". The name is right, though I think they should start the beginners out with a class called "Abs that Roll". It's been a real jump-start to core strengthening -something I haven't really focused on seriously before.
For the most part, I'm doing great with the work-outs. But some of the stuff our fearless leader Jake wants us to do is all but impossible for me. I'll start out, do about 3 or 4, and then fall flat on the mat. I'm trying to get my muscles to do things they've never tried before. But with each class, I get better at it.
That's about it for the "bragging".
Now, let me tell you: I've been watching Overhaulin' lately and it's starting to drive me nuts. My old car is sitting parked in the lot just begging to be Overhauled. I'm getting the itch to do any sort of repair or anything on it; the problem is that a college budget won't cut it. I guess I could buy some sheets of sandpaper and just go at it, hand-sanding each inch lovingly, spending some real get-to-know-you time with the Dart, which is something I haven't done in years.
The cold weather is a deterrent too, but still. On a sunny day, I'll get out there and wash the windows or detail clean some parts. Pathetic, I know. Mr. Chip Foose, please rescue me!
Having a car Overhauled would be a dream, for sure. The only drawback to that would be that I wasn't in there working on the project with the crew. But if it were Chip Foose, I think I'd be OK with that.
I keep checking out restoration parts sites and drooling over pictures of restored Mopar Muscle cars. One day ...one day.
I keep scheming about how I could raise money to get down to restoring the Old Lady. Maybe a blog devoted to her with her life story and a plea to donate to the cause. For those who donate, I could make a road-trip around the country to visit each significant donor to show them the final product.
I know some ladies who specialize in raising money. I might have to recruit.
Some folks may not see it, but she deserves a restoration, She's a special car.
Now you've been told.