I chatted with A.W., and she sent me a book she'd written on plotting books. I read that.
A few hours later: Mom and I dropped my car off at Firestone and went to the library, went to a grocery store, and got spring water.
The mechanics at Firestone called to let me know that the terrible smell in my car was from mice living and dying in the new-last-month air filter. So gross. They cleaned it out and put in a new-as-of-today air filter. The mechanics asked if I wanted to see the air filter that the mouse nest had been in. I did not. Well, at least that mystery is solved.
Dad and I went through storage boxes in the shed. We found my flannel sheets. We found boxes of comic books, too. I had Power Pack, and a few issues of Cloak and Dagger, some Spider-Man Team Up comics, and some issues of Wolverine. I know I have Wolverine: Origins somewhere. I had saved more comic books than I thought I had.