Or maybe it was just Thursday.
So you got the short story of the car. The addendum to that story is that Steve is leaving tomorrow for a few days away on
So we had to get a car. And of course, we had to get one THIS VERY MINUTE.
We knew this day was coming. I mean, we drive a 10 year old Ford with 230,000 kilometers on it....we knew that one day we'd get a repair bill that made us throw up a bit in our mouths, and we'd just have to walk away. We never thought (but of course we should have) that we'd have about 36 hours to figure out what kind of car we wanted, rob a bank for a down payment, and then go buy a car.
So after a bit of research, including a highly scientific Facebook poll of our friends, we came home (well, theoretically speaking, as we don't actually GET the car till Monday) with one of these.
It's totally sexy, it has room for our soon to be 2 children and our one very large dog, and all the gear that we seem to lug across this province on a regular basis. It's fuel economy is miles above the tank-wagon that I've been driving around. We may have to sell one or both of the children to pay for it, but hey, it sure is pretty!
So Steve's outta here this weekend, and Griffin and I have a week to break in the car, before we give it the true test, and pack it FULL of camping gear for our week long holiday. Except we cheat, because we camp about 20 minutes from home (at a very nice Provincial Park) and will come home for a load of wood after we unpack the car, and likely mid-week too (because I'll be damned if we're paying $7 a bag for "hardwood" that burns about as fast as newspaper)...and then we can throw any leftover bits in the car on that second run!
That's the end of my story.
We bought a new car.