2005’s ONLY saving grace.


For anyone who’s not up to speed: last summer we sold my beloved Toyota 4Runner because we needed part of the money to get caught up on our house payments. We had some money left over and two of the things purchased with it were my tickets to see Paul. Later in the year we decided we couldn’t keep it up any longer and put the house on the market and moved to a rental. I am still without a car, 9 months later, and us having only one vehicle has caused us no end of trouble in the interim.
A couple weeks ago I was talking to Robert and I commented that it sucked that we had sold the car and caused ourselves all kinds of inconvenience when we ended up deciding to sell the house, anyway. Robert said, “Well, at least you got a trip to California out of it” (our trip of last summer was also financed by the car sale). At that moment it occurred to me that it was the reason I’d gotten to see Paul, too. I sat and thought about it; about all the trouble it’s been, about how lousy it’s turned out to be not having a car for three-quarters of a year, about having to bum rides off friends and feeling like a deadbeat, about the stress and aggravation and embarrassment, and you know what?
It was worth it. And I’d do it again.


About msmaryb

I'm a native Californian who lives in Oklahoma. I'm a full-time student, pursuing a Bachelors in Anthropology, following which I hope to attain a Masters in Archaeology. I have three kids, one husband, no pets, and a lot of friends - most of whom live inside my computer. I love to read, write, watch tv (shut up, we can't all be brain surgeons), shop, and travel. I'm trying to set foot in all 50 states before I die. I have 38, so far. I love the Beatles and Maroon 5, and if you think those two things are incongruous, well, they are. But that's me. When I love something, I love it 100%. I don't do anything halfway. I want to know everything there is to know, so I'm trying to cram as much into my brain as I can in the short amount of time I'm allotted in this dimension.

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