Sometimes I feel like an octopus being pulled eight different ways at the same time, so it’s easy to see how most of you feel as well. We all have only 24 hours in our day, and it seems time is moving so much faster than in the past. How well I remember my younger days in which I worked a full time job on the Missouri State Highway Patrol, a part time job at my own furniture repair business, and still had time to work on a race car almost every day. Plus, I rode my Harley every day almost, and went to the race track to work in the pit most every weekend. Between all that I worked on cars as favors to friends and family, sometimes taking in overhauls over the weekend, and getting it done in a day or two. Not to mention mowing the yard, taking care of the house, and our own cars. Oh yes, and working on and polishing my Harley. I don’t want to forget that. Looking back, I don’t know how I did so much in 24 hours, but that was the way it was. Continue Reading »