my dad passed away in 2020... I remember being a teen and wanting my first car... dad would let me dream BIG.. test drove a 67 Stringray; I couldn't even see the road over the hood. All the while he reminded me, he couldn't help me buy a car and I had to get insured; his money had to be for the house/bills/family. So I saved, took out a small loan and after working for almost 2 years.. I bought me what I wanted in my price range. (yes, he went on to help the other kids.. but that was yrs later)
After becoming an adult, I would never have ask for help.. I'd LEARN.. the same way my folks had learned how to deal with the ups/downs without asking for help.
Well I've been wanting something for a couple of years and when we settled my dad's estate last month.. I let him help me.. SEE ATTACHED PIC. I think he would like the idea of helping me get a big boy truck.
OMG.. I pulled the camper with this beast over Thanksgiving and never knew the camper was behind it (well, except the rear-view mirror being blocked ). So, now Mr OSF and I are planning some road trips (within reasonably miles). I've already had to tell Mr OSF's drunk butt I wasn't driving to Glacier Mountain
and NO we didn't abandon the Frontier I've drove for yrs, Mr OSF took it. So now, I dont have to "leave the truck at home", cause he wants to go to Lowes.
Now if I could just win the jackpot Powerball. I'd be set for life.
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