My van is gone! Yay!
You’ll remember that our old, beat up, huge van broke down for the last time in May. My plan was to donate it to charity right away, but that plan was foiled due to clutter obscuring my extra sensory perception failing to discern the location of the title. GRR!!!
This past Saturday we got a visit from our friendly City Code Compliance Officer! Turns out there’s a law ‘gainst having a non-working vehicle on the premises. We were given ten days notice.
THAT got the title found in a big hurry! Took us about 2 hours, but Hubs finally located it under some clutter he had stacked up for no good reason. Never mind, the clutter is all put away thrown out now.
And while I was searching in my files for the title I found the number for the Purple Heart Car Donation Program, where we sent our last Suburban when it died.
I know, I kinda personify my cars, but y’all, when you have to drive a car that seats 8 or more, and you’re on a tight budget, you find you are very appreciative when you have one that works out! So appreciative that it leans toward personification. I don’t name my vehicles. That’s just too far for me. But I will tell you that I refer to my new white Suburban as “My lovely Suburban” almost every time I talk about it. That’s not weird, right? RIGHT???
Anyway, the point of all this meandering is that yesterday was the day! The tow truck arrived! The man loaded our old van and drove away!
I’m so relieved! It’s wonderful to not risk a fine from the ridiculous Code Compliance folks, but more than that, it’s another big step in our preparation for moving house!
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