Last night L and her bf and his friend (I think this is either a fix-up situation destined to go nowhere, or we are just each other's available suitably presentable escort) met for drinks, followed by greasy pizza. Kiss off those extra WW points.
So, I got up early, went to post office, hardware store, Tarjay, came home and started sorting crap and loading boxes, and around 1, 1:30, I called my lovely Girlchild, to see what she was doing - I'd lost track of her work schedule and whether she expected me to return her dog. No, she was going car shopping and hoping I could accompany her.
So I cleaned myself up - slightly, I still looked like shit - and we went car shopping. To cut around 5 hours of confusion, pain and drama very, very short, Girlchild is now the happy owner of a very lovely new '07 leftover Honda Civic. Pretty blue w/a sunroof, satellite radio, place to plug in your iPod, lah-di-doo-dah, which is now the basic Civic package. Photos to follow, if it's not too rainy tomorrow. Tomorrow there is furniture to move, and an elaborate car shuffle in which her old car, which started out as her father's car, will come back here to hang out until Boychild can fly down to lay hands upon it, heal its ills, and take it back to NC.
I am wiped out, but Boy's input on the car shopping process was most comforting (he used to work for this dealer group) and the dealer's nice staff made it fairly painless. She has a car she loves and a car payment she can live with, and all is well. I still don't understand why it is impossible to buy a car in under 5 hours even if you know exactly what you want when you walk into the dealership. Even the adoption of the Subaru took that long, and I had selected it online and wasn't financing it.
If anyone is looking for me, I will be in bed with Captain Morgan, Boris, Dudley, Murphy and Shrek. I think that officially makes it a menage a menagerie.
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All you need is rain and you'll have a perfect Sunday. Congratulations on nailing the car of choice. Nothin' like a honda, I say.
That is too funny! Isn't it fun piling into bed with loved ones? Hope your New Year brings all to fruition.
My uncivilized mind just lost to the delete key.
It sounds like a lovely time.
Your uncivilized mind was too uncivilized for THIS blog? Wow, I'm impressed! I don't suppose I need to point out that I was in bed with two fictional characters and three neutered males, did I?
It sounds like you're getting cabin feverish like me. I'm actually looking forward to working again - I start the week after next. I never thought I'd be sick of sitting around, but I'm sick of it already. Best wishes for a happy new year to you, your kids and to Murphy, Dudley and Boris.
I'm very cabin feverish, but I have to kick it into overdrive and get the rest of the house stuff done, and then I can start taking contract work, etc., with most of the house prep behind me. It's so easy to get lazy - my friend L was laid off a week before I was, and she remarked that she used to get so much more done when she worked, and neither of us can figure out why this is. We are doing things, but doing so much LESS than we used to consider a normal day. I am not sure I can ever retire, I suck at it.
Nope. Still can't. Had nothing to do with that, you know.
I don't know why this streak of Minnesota is raising it's properly coiffed head here lately. Getting back to roots, apparently.
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