Eep!
Go and buy a new car, girl!
$300 a month is ridiculous.
Well...in Van-sama’s defense, part of that was my fault, and also, if I averaged over the entire year, I don’t think it was nearly that bad.
But I suppose it means I can handle a payment.
Now I get to go through mourning for a bit, too. I’ve been through a lot with this van. It drove us to the airport for Entmoot. It took us to a lot of gigs and music nights. It drove me and all my belongings and the two kitties all the way from Vermont to Colorado and on to Washington. Lotta miles...lotta memories. Granted, those memories won’t just go away if I no longer have the van, but...well...you know.