The truck is in the shop. I walked home in the cold wind. And wished I’d had a ride. No one offered, though.
Busdaddy’s truck is ailing, too, but his will cost $4500 to fix...because it’s a diesel.
Sorry about that. It seems whenever I offer a ride to someone they either don’t need it or are afraid of why I’m stopping and won’t accept it. Of course I don’t even try in NYC. If I ever did see only one walker the taxi commission would unleash - well, you know.
Tom and I picked out a used car. We took it up the road to our mechanic. He said the power steering pump was leaking. The dealer will replace it for 3/5 the price he quoted me, so it’s a deal. We can probably get it tomorrow.
It’s more than I planned on paying, but it’s big enough for Tom to sit comfortably, and if we save $1000 in repairs over the next couple of years, I break even.