It’s been unseasonably cold here. I wanted to go on Saturday, as I mentioned, but I couldn’t get a hold of my car buying partner and father until it was too late. Yesterday it was 19 degrees when I bought my car. This was basically the sun.
And I bought a new convertible. With only a little (a lot) of hand holding from my parents.
The dealer said it was the coldest day he’s ever sold a convertible. If that was true, why couldn’t he come off a few thousand bucks?
Oh well, I’m off to rub tea tree oil on the soft top with a diaper.