The Blue Bomb left us yesterday. It’s not officially gone yet. Dad and NLB came to haul it away and it’s currently sitting at their house until they can take it to the scrap yard.
The scrap yard. It seems such an undignified ending for a great car. As much as we’ve fussed and complained about it, the Blue Bomb has been good to us. It was bittersweet watching them drive away yesterday. I would probably feel better if it had been wrecked or something. But just looking at it, you can’t tell that it won’t go in reverse and will only shift into drive when it feels like it.
I’ll tell you what I won’t miss, though. And that’s Epoxy gluing the driver’s side mirror back on every so often. The day we bought the Blue Bomb, we drove it home and proudly parked it in front of our apartment. Our downstairs neighbors (unknown to us) were in the middle of a nasty divorce and one or both of them were moving out that night. When they backed their U-Haul in to load up, they ran into our mirror, breaking it off. They so kindly decided not to tell us and we found out from a neighbor what happened. The odd thing is that we actually heard it when it broke, we just didn’t know what it was at the time. Since we barely had the money to buy the car, we certainly didn’t have the $300 to replace the mirror. Duck Tape sufficed for a day or two until we figured out that Epoxy was the way to go. It wasn’t pretty but it worked. It would last for several months, even a year or more before it would get bumped hard or fall off again and need to be re-glued. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve glued that mirror back on over the last 11 years or how many layers of Epoxy are on it. I’ve truly become an expert at working with Epoxy. So if you need something done, I’m your girl.
Caedmon and I cleaned out the Blue Bomb last week, in preparation for saying goodbye. He loves Daddy’s car and is a little confused about the whole situation. I don’t blame him.
We still don’t have a replacement vehicle. It’s been over a month that we’ve been sharing a car. And with Husband now officing 30+ miles away instead of just 4, it’s put a kink in many of our daily plans. But we manage. It’s not the first time we’ve had to adjust our wants to fit our circumstances and put convenience aside in favor of need. And it won’t be the last.
Special thanks to Mom, Dad, NLB and Squirt for making sure Caedmon and I get to church every Sunday.
So now we are hunting in earnest for a car. I hate it. Husband hates it. Probably the reason we both hate it so much is because we have completely different thoughts when it comes to the process of buying a car. But hopefully we will get through this without much damage to each others’ psyches and come out on the other side with a vehicle that’s what we need. I say “what we need” because I’m not sure that “what we want” is going to materialize in front of us. We have some great friends who are helping us with the hunt, so I am confident that we’ll find something soon.
But I don’t think today would be too soon for Husband. And he’s not even the one who is staying home all day with a 3-year-old.
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