I have been stranded at home each day since the middle of October. Car-less. The vehicle which Todd once used to transport himself to and from work needs some major work. It has sat in our garage from the time we discovered the problems in October until one week ago when Todd and I took it into a shop to being the long process of restoring this little car to it's proper being.
I have been okay without the car. Somedays a little frustrated. Like the day when I had to call my dad out of work to come and watch my kids while I took his van up to Primary Children's to discover that Carly had a broken leg. Or the other times I have had to borrow a relative's car to get groceries while she watched my kids, or when my mom has to bring me a gallon of milk in the morning because I have run out and have no way to get a gallon of milk. Then there are the countless playdates I have to miss or make the other mom's come out to my house because I can't get out.
Last night my visiting teacher, Kelly, came over for her visit and something came up about me not having a car. She showed up this morning with a white mini-van and the key to it (might I add that it is a much newer version of the van I currently have with leather seats & stow & go...maybe not healthy for my relationship with my own van. Is it a sin to lust after another van?). She told me to borrow it until the Camry gets fixed. You see, they own a car-leasing company and they just so happen to have 9 cars in their possession right now that they are not leasing out. I told her I couldn't afford to pay a monthly lease, and she said it wasn't necessary.
So I called Todd thrilled to not be grounded anymore and he said to me that he didn't feel right about it and he would rather that I not take them up on their offer. I can see his side and I can also feel my selfish side of wanting to get out and about. What should I do? Should I stand up to Todd and tell him that I am not going to return the van, or just go ahead and return it. I've gone 3 months without a car, I can do it a little longer.
A wise woman has told me to get a backbone and keep the van. The woman being one of the many who have had to bail me out during this time without a vehicle.
Give me your thoughts.