. . . for me to think about another vehicle. My poor old van has been on its last leg for two years now. It’s definitely lasted much longer than I ever expected…thirteen years and 192,000 miles.
In the last year and a half I’ve had it in the shop numerous times. I’ve replaced a battery, an alternator, a starter, a power steering pump, and something or another to do with the serpintine belt, and one other thing but I can’t remember what was replaced. She’s left me at WaWa, Food Lion, the nursing home, my driveway and now Dunkin Donuts.
Ironically (and thankfully) every incident has happened on a pay weekends. Unfortunately, today isn’t a pay week so I’ve broken that stunning record.
Nope, there wasn’t a paycheck deposited in my bank account today, so when I dropped it off at Scotti’s I had to ask them to not even work on it until the end of next week as I definitely don’t have enough to pay for anything to be worked on, much less replaced.
I’m barely keeping my head above water and now this. This is a time where the LORD will definitely have to move in a mighty way because there’s absolutely no way I can handle a car payment. I have a bit of money coming in the end of May that I had hoped to use to pay off two years of back taxes but sadly I guess I’ll have to use it to buy a vehicle. This is so hard.