Aaawwwww...

I got paid the salvage price for my poor Civic today.  Such a good little car, it made me a bit sad.  I did manage to get out of the mechanic's shop without tears, though.

That little car has seen some milestones, but maybe it was time for me to put it behind me.  New car, new life.  My LoJack and tint went in on my new Accord, but it's so frigging dirty that I'm embarassed to put up pictures yet.  I'l get them up soon.

I was going through the receipts for the Civic and realized that we have really taken good care of that thing.  The mechanic is going to slap a trans in it and give it to his kid to drive to college.  So it's going to good use and saving them the cash on fueling a Chevy Tahoe.  Karma, I guess.  I say goodbye and it sails on to help someone onto a better life.

I also was reminded that this was the first time in my life that I have stood totally alone.  I don't mean emotional support, but real life independence.  No roommates, no spouses/girlfriends, my name on everything I'm paying for and no need for assistance to pay those bills.  I live with the son I am raising, and that's the best.  We need for nothing and have very few wants.  I'm pretty proud of myself. 

It only took me 35 years. 

Ain't nothin' to a G.