Yikes! Thanks for the heads up. No, I'm definitely not ready for that even though I am ready to whine some more.
Both the van and the older Prius sold. I found an old skool mechanic to mickey mouse the power steering leak issue, put a couple of new tires on my old friend, and decided to call that good.
My paralegal was kicking ass as far as talking to the cops and untangling my legal situation, but she was really pressuring me to leave SoHum and buy some random house in some random neighbourhood somewhere to "spend down" so I could apply for benefits.
So I'm rocking the mental health stuff, eating and sleeping and remembering who I am and what I value in life and reading enough current events crap to not take everything so personally. I know my legal rights, I'm just sick of cities and landlords and hanging out with the cops.
I've got a week left before the most recent 60 day fake eviction notice from the "Landlord's Eviction Society" and I'm just so done with houses and landlords and the entire concept of "spending down". Besides, it's almost harvest time and my Beloved Community isn't doing so great. I need a trim job and a safe place to camp, not government toilet paper.
So I've got everything in storage except the last run before I plan to abandon my ex-life. The only place I can afford land is Shelter Cove so I figure I'll just have to take it real easy on Briceland-Thorn road and take my chances. I've got all my ducks in a row.
So then my car dies at a stop sign in the city. It's less than five miles to the mechanic I've been using for 15+ years and I've got AAA.
So to make a short story long, I'm getting a minivan. It's not going to last eighteen years and I'm never going to drive grandchildren to homeschooling activities in it, but I'm oddly content.
Tomorrow, if all goes well, a private individual is supposed to drop their '07 Dodge Grand Caravan off for a pre-purchase inspection at my mechanic's shop. If that falls through there is a '05 Toyota Sienna at the Auto Wholesale place that isn't significantly more expensive than any newer Accord that is for sale and doable for me right now.
And as I think about the reality of driving a 15 year old car instead of a 30+ year old car, I realize that I DID miss going to Jambo and I DO want to travel.