Making The Best Of Our Difficult Time.
Rambling On… 22th May 2020.
Not much had been happening in our world other than the norm, but I have to say it’s been great having my daughter at home a few days a week as she helps my man with his business while earning a bit of money.
She’s not used to being as physical as she has been when she was working as a mechanic and after a couple of weeks off before the restrictions were lifted and she was allowed to help out my man, she’s feeling it. Each night she’s been coming into the house weary to the bone and sometimes even covered in mud from working on site while it’s been raining.
Though she’s incredibly grateful for the work she is struggling a bit physically, but she also says she’s enjoying doing something different and is glad she’s no longer sitting on her ass.
My son’s doing better but is still going through his ups and downs which is the normal process while grieving.
Just before he and his fiancée split up, he sold his Jeep. The money he got for the sale was supposed to be used to purchase a smaller, second hand car and the rest of the cash was going to be used for him and his ex to buy a fridge and other appliances such as a washing machine.
He’d been looking to see what was available and comparing prices, etc, just doing to homework.
He had his heart set on a BMW 1 series but every car he pointed at to my daughter to look at, she rejected.
Since I had no use for my car most days, when he needed to go out, he was taking it with my agreement.
Finally, after looking again, he found what he wanted, drove to my daughter’s home, then they both went to the car dealer to take a look and a test drive.
My daughter took it for a spin after my son, then she checked over the engine and the rest of the body looking for any issues and couldn’t fault it to my son’s delight. It also only had just over 50,000kms on the clock which is quite low for a used car.
Since he no longer needed to spend the money from the sale of his previous vehicle for appliances, he and my daughter negotiated a deal that was accepted and put down a deposit.
A week later I drove him to the train station, bank check in hand, so he could get to one of Melbourne’s inner suburbs which is only just over an hour away from where we live and went to get his car.
He came home with the first real smile I’d seen on his face since the split. He was happy as Larry.
Hubby and I went outside to look at his car made the appropriate ooh and ahh sounds.
I have to say I like his car too. It’s an orangey-red colour, also a manual, has a leather interior and even a sunroof. It’s about the size of a Mazda 3 and apparently very economical with a turbo.
He’s also glad that his ex has finally conceded that they need to sell the house.
I just hope the housing market doesn’t slump too quickly because of COVID-19 and they at least break even.
Stay safe, happy, sane, and healthy.
Love Becca Van xxoo
What Have I Been Writing?
I’m getting close to the end of writing Slick Rock 29: Bed of Roses.
I really like Aimee Margot and feel as if I have a real affinity with her and her struggles to be taken seriously as a brake specialist in a male dominated industry. I also love the three men intent on bringing her into their lives and keeping her. I hope you all do too.