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Daughter has decided she really really needs/wants a car to drive her Senior year of college. Our first response to that was to ask around and see if anyone there might be selling a used car that she could pick up for a reasonable amount that would do the trick.

She did, and nobody is. Well, one person was, but it's a long story involving a car belonging to a friend that used to belong to that friend's Mom, now deceased (the Mom, not the friend), and them asking way too much for it. So it really doesn't count anyway. And also, there were were vibes around that car that I think are best to avoid entirely. Trust me on this.

Weeks pass, and the car thing keeps coming up in conversations, so we go to the next place, which is should WE buy a new car (that we can't afford right now and with my going to school more and working less certainly won't be any better positioned to afford a year from now) and give her mine? Then we dismiss that because it's just a bad idea. Stress around car payments isn't great, so we removed that from the possibility list.

Now we're at the place where we think, 'hey, why don't we get the green Altima (with 140K+ miles on it) tuned up and give her that?

And that plan seems to be evolving and turning into a beast that now looks like a cross-country road trip featuring the girl and her dad....and which has morphed from just driving to a meander..and which sounds like a whole lotta fun, actually and I'm now pissed off once again to miss a cool, fun, road trip. (Last time was two years ago when hubby and daughter and hubby's best friend took MY car to a big soccer tourney in Idaho, and visited Arches Monument, Yellowstone, and very cool other places while I stayed home sitting on my thumbs working and keeping the garden watered. I feel a repeat coming on and apparently I'm still bitter over the LAST trip I didn't get to go on...)

There is talk of visiting family in Kansas City, Chicago, and ultimately New York. And of visiting Sandusky, Ohio, of that great roller coaster place in Wisconsin, and Niagara Falls. Seriously, this could be an epic event! Father and daughter will bond in a great way, the car will get to Providence, where it may just eventually die, honestly....and daughter will have a reliable car that should get her through her Senior year of college.

The good news? By June, when this epic event is scheduled to take place? We'll be in the worst drought since the 1950's so I'll be spending every moment I'm not at work, in school or in clinic...watering our yard to keep it from parching and blowing away.

I need to get over this, don't I?

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