don’t laugh. it’s paid for.

a while back we needed a second car for my youngest son to get to and from school and his dad’s house some 20+ miles away. so I gave him my hand me down highlander and then went searching for something for me. as it turns out my friend was selling his tesla, so we made that happen. it’s definitely a fun car and I love not having to go to the gas station ever (except to pick up a pack of sweetart ropes/licorice – my latest irrational addiction). but lord almighty, I don’t feel great about being associated with the man, you know?

especially after this week. (naive gesture, my butt.)

but it’s paid in full. and I’m not in a position to take on more unnecessary debt, so… even though i spent about an hour looking for other options, i finally ruled that out. and for now, I’ve settled on this:

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