Glenn has finally achieved his latest dream. To own a motorcycle again. Over the past year and a half he has been wanting one, especially since Tony and Rob both have one. He feels like the poor kid every time they stop into a cycle shop to look around or get something.
The past few months he has been attached to his laptop surfing craigslist for a motorcycle in his spare time. His whining and nagging had reached new highs in this time period. Finally, after fixing the Lebaron, I told him that if he sold it, he could buy a bike with the money. BUT, no money could come out of our household budget for any part of it. That meant he had to be able to buy the bike, transfer the title and purchase a helmet and gloves with whatever money he had from the LeBaron.
He had $1,700. Of course, he was looking for bikes $1700 and up. Hoping that I would consent to letting him have more money. 10 years ago I would have and then done whatever I needed to do to take care of it. Today he even drug me to Gatto Cycle Shop in Tarentum in hope that I would co-sign for him to get a $3500 cycle. I almost capitulated but at the last minute I walked away and came back strong enough to stand my ground.
Once we got home the phone started ringing with all the people he had emailed or called about ads. We were minutes away from driving to New Florence, PA to spend $1800 on a bike. Yes, I gave in an was prepared to take $200 out of the bank. When I told him to get the number, he started shopping again and found a similar bike for $800 in Monroeville. I shot off a quick email to the owner of the cheaper bike asking if we could stop off on our way to look at his bike. He called and we went. Yahoo!!!!!!! Glenn actually liked the cheaper bike....other than the purple wheels. LOL We rushed to AAA bought the bike and even bought extra parts for $200 and headed home. I was happily thinking that maybe with the extra money, I might get my new cell phone or digital camera for my birthday. Then Glenn started slowing down on the parkway and came to a stop. Seems that the gas tank did not have 3/4 of a tank. of fuel as the seller mentioned. Unsure of the problem, Glenn kept trying to start it and ran the battery down. We decided to drive into the city and get some gas. Stupid GPS kept getting messed up by the tall buildings and we ended up driving all over Mount Washington, Carson Street and the North Shore. The first gas station had no cans. Finally, after driving through downtown, we found a station with a 1 gallon can for $9.99. As Glenn got the can and pumped gas, Cameron and I stayed locked in the car. A drunk was on the corner yelling. Remember, I'm from small Fort Myers. I'm not used to crazy drunks on the street corners.
Finally, we got some gas, drove back to the bike and discovered that the battery did not charge and we had to drive home to get our jumper cables. Back to the bike and after about 20 minutes of charging, we were on our way. To say I am stressed and disgusted is an understatement. But, my husband is happy. This turned out to be his 41st birthday present from his parents. They had given him the Lebaron and he turned it into the cycle he wanted. I will post pictures later.
Right now, I'm tired and just want to fall into my bed. School starts in 8 1/2 hours and Cameron still has 2 pages of homework to complete which means an early morning.
Oh...HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY PAUL!!!! I did not forget you.
The past few months he has been attached to his laptop surfing craigslist for a motorcycle in his spare time. His whining and nagging had reached new highs in this time period. Finally, after fixing the Lebaron, I told him that if he sold it, he could buy a bike with the money. BUT, no money could come out of our household budget for any part of it. That meant he had to be able to buy the bike, transfer the title and purchase a helmet and gloves with whatever money he had from the LeBaron.
He had $1,700. Of course, he was looking for bikes $1700 and up. Hoping that I would consent to letting him have more money. 10 years ago I would have and then done whatever I needed to do to take care of it. Today he even drug me to Gatto Cycle Shop in Tarentum in hope that I would co-sign for him to get a $3500 cycle. I almost capitulated but at the last minute I walked away and came back strong enough to stand my ground.
Once we got home the phone started ringing with all the people he had emailed or called about ads. We were minutes away from driving to New Florence, PA to spend $1800 on a bike. Yes, I gave in an was prepared to take $200 out of the bank. When I told him to get the number, he started shopping again and found a similar bike for $800 in Monroeville. I shot off a quick email to the owner of the cheaper bike asking if we could stop off on our way to look at his bike. He called and we went. Yahoo!!!!!!! Glenn actually liked the cheaper bike....other than the purple wheels. LOL We rushed to AAA bought the bike and even bought extra parts for $200 and headed home. I was happily thinking that maybe with the extra money, I might get my new cell phone or digital camera for my birthday. Then Glenn started slowing down on the parkway and came to a stop. Seems that the gas tank did not have 3/4 of a tank. of fuel as the seller mentioned. Unsure of the problem, Glenn kept trying to start it and ran the battery down. We decided to drive into the city and get some gas. Stupid GPS kept getting messed up by the tall buildings and we ended up driving all over Mount Washington, Carson Street and the North Shore. The first gas station had no cans. Finally, after driving through downtown, we found a station with a 1 gallon can for $9.99. As Glenn got the can and pumped gas, Cameron and I stayed locked in the car. A drunk was on the corner yelling. Remember, I'm from small Fort Myers. I'm not used to crazy drunks on the street corners.
Finally, we got some gas, drove back to the bike and discovered that the battery did not charge and we had to drive home to get our jumper cables. Back to the bike and after about 20 minutes of charging, we were on our way. To say I am stressed and disgusted is an understatement. But, my husband is happy. This turned out to be his 41st birthday present from his parents. They had given him the Lebaron and he turned it into the cycle he wanted. I will post pictures later.
Right now, I'm tired and just want to fall into my bed. School starts in 8 1/2 hours and Cameron still has 2 pages of homework to complete which means an early morning.
Oh...HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY PAUL!!!! I did not forget you.
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