So, long story short, the "For Sale" sign was placed in the windshield and placed at the end of our road. I cried every time I drove past it in my "new to me" Jeep(of course, it had to be) Wrangler. There was no interest in it right away, and I have to admit, I was happy! Poor hubby just wanted it out of our driveway so he could stop talking about selling it while I tried to convince him to keep it!! I mean, sure we drove home from Maine with an electric fan that went bad and we couldn't stop for too long or it would start getting too close to overheating. Upon getting home without overheating, we discovered the gas tank at some point lost a strap holding it up and could have easily caused, a less than desirable, outcome! But, again the Lord protected us! When somebody finally (like a few days) was interested in buying it I made hubby go alone to show it! He was totally honest with all the "used car" issues but miraculously the interested party still wanted it! I had to come out if my hiding spot in the house to hand off a needed paper! This poor, kind guy introduces himself to me and what do I do???? Yup, BURST into tears. Hubby had warned him and he just cringed and kept saying he was "sorry," then he told me he would "take good care of it for me!" That poor, kind man just needed a vehicle to get to work in (right around the corner from his house.) He needed it more than me now, so we sold it and I kept the memories!
Our first drives on the beach in OBX...............
|Light sensitive "Casper" needs the shade on the beach so she doesn't burst into flames and melt! Jeep doesn't ask questions, Jeep undertands!!!|
|"Mr Fix it" at it again!|