08-07-2019, 01:38 AM
You read my mind, Cormanus. As we were leaving, I was constructing my next move in my mind. I figured I'd float a test balloon. A friend up north with a Mopar collection has finally, after several years, consented to sell me a '67 Dodge I'd been asking about. "You know, honey, Dave has finally said I could get that Dodge at a good price. This place would finally give an option for storage."
My wife is two things above all else. Rational, and a minimalist. Her mind was still swirling over how large and complex their property was, and how it would be a complete mind blow if we had it. The Dodge comment didn't register at first. She replied "Do you realize that they had to print a Google Earth image of their place just to figure out where their property ends?"
Half way home, I think the reality of my comment started to sink in. She deflected. "What year was that car he was working on in his shop? '33 or '34? Anyway, I'll bet it would be fun if you offered to help him work on it."
My wife is two things above all else. Rational, and a minimalist. Her mind was still swirling over how large and complex their property was, and how it would be a complete mind blow if we had it. The Dodge comment didn't register at first. She replied "Do you realize that they had to print a Google Earth image of their place just to figure out where their property ends?"
Half way home, I think the reality of my comment started to sink in. She deflected. "What year was that car he was working on in his shop? '33 or '34? Anyway, I'll bet it would be fun if you offered to help him work on it."