Fixing things improves my quality of life.
Last week I got the nasty rust spots on my car fixed, so I should be able to get it inspected now, and I'll stop cringing every time it rains. The shop did a great job with the paint, although he managed to paint my gas cap while he was at it. In a total small-town moment, I paid him with a personal check and no ID.
This weekend I disassembled my iBook and replaced the backlight cable so I can bend the screen back past 90 degrees. Suddenly, it's much more pleasant to use, and I now know how to take the (*&^*& thing apart. It was disconcerting how many screws were quite loose or missing entirely - presumably from the time I sent it in for repair three years ago.
Next up might be getting sound out of the left channel in the car (it stopped working at some point), or getting the homebrew system going again. I'm a bit worried about the messiness level of that in the kitchen, since our kitchen is (stupidly) carpeted. Maybe a giant tarp?