Goodbye another car

So it appears my husband's car is dead. The engine seized, possibly from being 800 miles overdue for an oil change, but unlikely. He's miserable about it, and he's car-less, fun, huh?

That car was his baby, kind of like my "bumper-less big red beast". But his was his baby for how fun it was to drive, and the memories we made in that car. It was the first car he picked out on his own. It was the car he mastered a stick in. It was the first big purchase in both our names. We took so many fun road-trips in it together. He's devastated. Pray for him if you think about it.

Also, pray for sanity, for me, care sharing with a man. You know how it is, they can't stand your driving no matter how good you are compared to your girlfriends, and hate your type of car, and backseat drive from the passenger seat, and yeah, it's going to be a fun few weeks until we figure everything out.

The plan is to sell his car to a mechanic for way less than it would be worth if it ran and use that money to pay down as much of the remaining loan we have out on it so we can open up another loan for another car. Should be a fun process.

For now, we're car-sharing though. He's off for February break starting the 14th, so if we can make it until then, we'll have the whole week to figure something out before he goes back to work. That's the goal, but you know how these things can go.

Yeah, should be a fun few weeks