My last weekend with the car. It seems kind of funny, talking about it like it was a loved animal or child. But nonetheless, Rich and I drove the car up to spend the weekend at our Grand Lake house.
Rich wanted to bring up our boat and launch it for summer, but you cannot haul the boat with my car, so the boat is taking a back seat to our last weekend together.
Again, I laugh that it all seems so funny, but I wanted to one more time drive that car over Berthoud Pass. To drive to the farmer's market in Granby. To pass Shadow Mountain lake in the passenger seat.
I am doing well, I keep telling myself. I will not miss this car.
Who am I kidding.
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