The car has arrived. It is true. I got the call that my car had completed it's journey and was waiting for me. I went down, signed all the papers, and promised them my first born. And the pending question of how I would react...well at first sight I was in total joy, but then after an hour in a white washed room with an overly tan man whose teeth were as unnaturally white as his false hair line, which resembled something more like the crumpled mesh from a tutu than actual hair - to say the least, after exiting that room I had a little melt down.
God bless my friends who drove me a out there to buy it, sign the papers, and pick it up. They will never have to cart me around again.
And without further delay....
Ain't it a beauty! Cross item one off the list of things to do before I leave on this little journey.
1 comment:
Cute! Congratulations! You're brave and amazing. I can't wait to read about it.
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