After eight long years of siting idly by the side of my house, the broken down Dodge Caravan is now gone.
I don't miss it. Or the random day of the week some non-english-speaking person would knock on my door to ask if it was for sale. IF it were, it would have a sign on it. And the least you could do is show up with a tow truck to take it if I were to actually sell it to you. How would I be able to negotiate a fair price for myself if you are not able to even speak rudimentary English?
I now have more room to park my work truck. Cool.
I guess today could have started much worse. Thanks Kars for Kids, for taking that blight.