You will recall we had not one, but two dead vehicles in the driveway. (Don't get me going on the also deceased Honda Civic, sitting at a garage in Litchfield; still can't find the title and am seeking a replacement...) Bob made arrangements and early this morning:
This giant truck showed up. A brief exchange of titles and checks ensued, and the process began. Needless to say, the tow guy showed up when we had just sat down to warm banana nut muffins. But look at the excitement! Worth a cold muffin any day!
Up goes Mommy's dead Subaru!
I love processes like this! And Bob and I are wondering, "Just HOW is he going to take the truck too??!" I guess this is why they don't send us to pick up cars... I would have driven all the way back and- never mind.
And then:
He backs up and of course! He's going to tow the truck!
There they go!
Goodbye F 150! Goodbye Subaru! And we now have a(relatively) empty driveway. Temporarily, just the newer F 150 until the new(er) Subaru arrives, thanks to very generous friends and the trade of an artist's book. (More on that tale in another blog post).And tomorrow, the Department of Motor Vehicles, all over again. Didn't we just go through this??!!??
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