I don't tend to freak out so I stood there and thought, "Well I'll be darned. Who would want my car?" It's a great car. It has been a great car. It's twelve-years-old.
My car has seen some wear and tear so I wonder if it has aged in dog years? If that's the case it should just roll over and die.
My car has seen some wear and tear so I wonder if it has aged in dog years? If that's the case it should just roll over and die.
There was the winter during the snow storm when I went out looking for one of "my" kids. In my concern to leave, I didn't see the rather large rock in their driveway that I backed in to and over. It was snowing hard.
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| THIS COULD BE MY CAR |
There was the entire Christmas and New Year's Season where I'm pretty sure I had a sign on the passenger side of my car. "Hit me, please. And don't bother to tell me who did it."
Now the front right bumper is my fault. It became one with the bank as I turned in to the driveway.
Well and there is the front left bumper. It's my fault as well. The bank got it as I turned left out of my driveway the other day.
Have you noticed it has gotten colder? Yep. I didn't really pay attention to that until I realized the kitchen windows were "foggy". After I opened the door I saw my car. I had run an errand the day before and parked it at the furthest end of my parking lot.
It's a big parking lot.
HUGE!
Ginormous!
I put my phone away.
I figured it best not to file a false police report.
So I will not say good-bye to my loyal car as yet. I'm glad it was not stolen. We have far too many roads yet to drive and there are still car parts available to donate along the way.
Enjoying the journey,
Debra
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Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your path straight.
-- Proverbs 3:5-6 --
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